My guinea pig has me trained. We have this ball that holds his timothy hay, which has a bell on it. He will stand there and shake it, ringing the bell, until I go in and fill it up with more hay.
“Woman, hey woman. I need more hay. I SAID I NEED HAY.” *nefarious tinkle tinkle tinkle* “Dance human, dance.”
(via guineapiggies)