I had some extra lady fingers, leftover from a kick-ass Scottish trifle I made for Christmas, and offered Ducan one, calling them cake. Now he says, "caaaaaaaaaaaake" in this deep little voice.

He is quite a parrot and can mimic almost anything I say. Including "shit."

He is happy, happy, happy and friendly. Waves and says "hi" to just about everyone we see everywhere we go. And cars. And planes. And dogs.

Just writing it down so I don't forget!