Whenever mom opens the fridge door, we all run out of our houses squealing for whatever is in it but the loudest one of all is Bear, who grabs the bars with his big old teeth and shakes so hard his whole cage rattles! One time he pushed his snout so hard in between the bars it actually got stuck and mom had to stretch the bars apart so he could pull his head out. Relieved, he did the exact same thing again.
Mom asks us sometimes exactly how much of a learning curve we have? We became silent, thought about it, then squealed so loudly and insistently she fed us double kale plus carrots! Whose learning curve isn't very curvy NOW?!