My ex-husband’s African Grey was the most hilarious pet.
My FIL loved opera and played it all the time. Pedro sang opera.
If you walked quickly close to the dining room table, he’d make car sounds ‘cause when the boys were young, they’d “race” around the table. (”Vroom vroom.”)
When he wanted to call Danny, he’d yell, “Danny!” in my MIL’s voice.
When he laughed, it was my ex’s voice.
When he got depressed, he’d back in to a corner of his cage, hang his head and rub it, and pitifully say, “Poor Pedro” over and over again.
Their life spans are so long, I wonder if he’s still alive.
When he got depressed, he’d back in to a corner of his cage, hang his head and rub it, and pitifully say, “Poor Pedro” over and over again.
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LOL!