(posted by Kristen- I know I need my own log in so you know who is writing, but I have not gotten to it- not an excuse, just the facts)
Growing up my grandparents had a Parrot(not a living bird, but a toy)- a talking Parrot- that lived on the Bar in the Basement. All of the kids (and the adults after a few cocktails) would talk to the bird and it would repeat everything you say- EVERYTHING! So when this little bird (shown below) was brought out at Thanksgiving we all had a good laugh. When we were younger we would say swear words to the bird (why we found this so funny I am not quite sure) but I am sure in the years to come Gilbert and his cousins will continue this tradition.