Awesome Birds

Bob was my grandma's Parrot. He was big, smart, and very funny. My grandma would take him through the drive through at McDonald's and when they asked her what she wanted Bob would say, "French fries." One thing not to wear around Bob is a baseball hat or any hat with a button on top. He will come over to you and rip the button of the hat off with his beak. He once ripped a rivet on my dad's jeans off. Whenever my grandma would answer the phone and say hello, Bob would say, "Hello" like he was on the other end. While she is talking Bob would go, "Uh-huh," "I see," or "Oh." When I was over at her house I would stand behind the door to Bob's room and quickly open the door and say, "Peek-a-boo," and then shut the door again. After a few times of that, when I would open the door he would say peek-a-boo at the same time as me. Sometimes when I would open the door and say, "Hi Bob," he would say it too. A few years ago my grandma had to get rid of him because he started to only like my grandpa and he was getting kind of mean. Soon after, they got Pete and Joe, two other parrots. They aren't as smart as Bob, but they are still pretty cool. Then they got rid of Joe. I don't remember why they did. Pete comes out of his cage in the bird room sometimes. We bring him down in the basement and he walks along the top of the couch while we have dinner and watch TV. I think my grandma's parrots are really cool.