I wish I still had my Cockatiel Chewie he could sing the Purple Haze riff and used to bang his head to Slayer and Pantera when I was like 12-13, that little fucker could mimic the phone and doorbell too.....someone taught him to say help so if he was lonely in the room he would start yelling help help help until someone came in to pay attention to him..... We also had an African Gray he was named Hairy cause he always got into Hairy situations, like the time he flew into the Chimney and wouldn't come out. That dude could hum all kinds of songs but mostly Beatles tunes cause my Dad would play his records in the Spare Room where the Bird Cages were. His favorite was Yellow Submarine.....






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