Love it !!! I have a cockatiel who doesnt talk but never stops chatting to himself (in his own language) in the mirror, and he does whistle loads of different tunes, a product of never having the cd player off i think, everyone who comes in gets a wolf whistle.
Our old neighbours had two parrots who were outside in the day when it was nice, they chatted and whistled all day and George just sat in our garden listening to them. One of them could laugh like the lady who lived there and would say "Come on let's wash up". I miss them except at 6am in summer when they used to be put out in the garden - that's too early.
“He took my heart and ran with it, and I hope he’s running still, fast and strong, a piece of my heart bound up with his forever.” – Patricia McConnell