I have a puppy George at home. Green and big. I bought it only because when I was walking around the pet shop, this feathered pirates looked at me as a bitch and turned away. When I brought this creature home and joyfully touched him with my finger, he bit me greatly. So we made friends. He doesn’t like to fly, he likes to walk. It is silent. We talked with him and he ate beer. Greetings from George.