Most of the time, he was out with me, in my lap, getting hugged and loved. As he grew, his little pin feathers poked out and he was probably uncomfortable at this stage. Some unkindly-types thought he looked like a Pteradactyl. I paid no attention. He was and is beautiful.
Cookie has friends, here.
He was raised in my home in close proximity to my baby blue-fronted Amazon, Ipo. Also in my home were my African Greys Millie and Jo Jo. Everyone was curious about Cookie. Not all the time, just when you want to hear someone speaking, or the TV is on, or the radio, then you notice. Cookie has done lots of interesting and fun things in his life already.