And yesterday the bird of night did sit
Even at noonday upon the marketplace,
Hooting and shrieking…
Groucho a Peruvian grey-cheeked parakeet ruled by nipping my ear. He particularly despised the phone, and would disconnect it after three rings. If I beat him to the phone and foolishly attempted to converse with my free hand over the phone plug, Groucho would squawk and seriously rip my one free ear. It’s sad that he’s dead.