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When my father passed away, he came to live with us. I knew little about him except from being told he was a mean bird. He is still mean, most of the time...that will never change. He has a bad eye and is a plucker (coming from a smoker's environment). He can be loveable, though. On calmer days, he will sit on my shoulder and preen the back of my scalp (which is very relaxing). He likes to climb on the other bird's cages and cause trouble. He sleeps at night on a platform with his mirror laying over his head.