My birds are loved. 1 of them is fuck you attitude but he makes me laugh even with that. They do not know words and I love their independence. Many treat them like toys. Max decided to fly onto me and I think treats me like another bird. Birds shit a lot. I have many papers and keep a roll of toilet paper at my desk. I let them fly free when I am home. I got tree branches on a big fucking cage. I spoil the rotten and I love it!