My neighbor had a parrot. Talented too much. In a short period of time, he learned to reproduce the sound of the doorbell. A poor neighbor opened the door twenty times a day. She was given a dog for her birthday. And the frequent run to the door stopped, because when the door was really ringing, the dog laughed. The owner was walking, not able to rejoice with his dog. But her happiness did not last long. Two weeks later, the poppy began to “call” and then cried.