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Nikita has a new thing.
Downstairs in the workshop/office at the back of the store we have a little oven we use when we have something warm for lunch (heating up or keeping warm when helping customers). It's a very simple, little oven with a ticking timer.
Soon after we got the oven Nikita discovered that when it's ticking, chances are that it has something in it she likes. Not much later she deduced that when it "dings" the yummie thing is ready.
Today my father was heating up a sausage roll while he was putting away some stock high up on the shelves. When the oven dinged Nikita ran up to the stepladder he was standing on and "told" him (she is half Siamese) his/her food was ready.
Sometimes she can be so smart (emphasis on "sometimes").
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