This is Pepe!
I live in a private house, the cage is not locked. Until recently, I had a strange phobia – I felt that at night someone’s terrible roar would appear on the first floor window (like in horrors) and knock.
One evening my uncle came to visit. He walked in, but the entrance door was locked. So he approached the window...to which I was sitting with my back at that moment...and, fucking, struck all the way!! to
I am afraid to go into that room.)