If you have a parrot and you don’t teach it to say “Help, they’ve turned me into a parrot”, you’re just wasting everyone’s time.
I once had a cab buisness before I retired.
"Zane the Parrot" was one of my very favorite "passengers" in my cab. I drove him to his new owner's house. (He was a gift from a father to his daughter. I also got called for visits to the vet.)
On his 1st ride with me, he escaped his box, and rode home sitting on my shoulder. He tried to explore my cab, he especially liked my flowered lei and the Mardi-Gras beads that I had hanging from my mirror. I tried to distract him, fearing that ingesting either might become harmful, I offered a cracker...
It was at that point that I was informed that "Polly HATES crackers!"
He also tipped me by gifting me with one of his feathers on each trip to the vet which I kept as a keepsake memo for his rides, and a good luck charm.
I later added them into a feather fan that I made.
A fantastic idea.
My dog's name is "NO!"
My cats must be confused. They probably think their names are "Stop that!" "Get offa there!" "What the hell're you doing!" etc.