My pet conure Beckett recently discovered sawdust baths. He goes to the bottom of his cage and shakes it all around into the wood particles, and is a happy boy. So everyday now, mom finds out that her study has been transformed into a barn. With all that, she is welcomed with a charming "Hellooo, how are you?" It even comes with a French accent. It's not that Beckett wants me to admire his decorator abilities; it's just that he wants his "crackers." (Any kind of food is a cracker for the bird.) For which he waits patiently as he imitates the spraying noise(pshh, pshh) of my cleaning bottle.