Add another to the 'I love tokays' scorecard.  I got mine from Leann Christenson roughly a year ago.  (Leann may remember me, the UPS driver didn't even bother to knock or ring my doorbell, and she kindly gave me a telephone call to notify me of the little demon's arrival).  I've had pretty good luck with him, he's semi-tame now, and quite fat and healthy.  I haven't heard him "tokay", bark or chirp in weeks though; he's no longer in his "I EAT FINGERS!" stage.

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