moki was a bird that my parents owned. he spoke fluent English and Japanese. My uncle first owned him when he was stationed in the army in Japan. Then he gave him to my parents. He swore in japanese and was taught to flirt to get attention. He was a delight. My father was cleaning the house a got in stuck in the vaccuum cleaner and was worried that he had killed Moki. But the stalwart that Moki was, he walked out of the vaccuum and had words with my father for being stupid and sucking him up in the vaccuum cleaner. He would flirt with my mother and sing to her. He would talk endless as seen here to himself. when he died, my parents grieved.
