och jag är en slug uggla!
This is the incredibly intelligent bird whose residence happens to be situated in my chamber, underneath a pair of moose antlers. Right.
He is -apparently- a peacock, although I have not heard him crow and I must say he doesn't quite resemble any vegetable I know. Anyway, his name is Kurt and he loves education.
He loves languages, especially Swedish and French and I have been told that he is fluent in Latin - although he never talks in my presence.
He gets along well with his fellow trophies Tristan, Isolde and Gunnar the jay although he is known to be lordly and well-aware of his intellect and of the stupidity of others...
He is my watchbird, my stalwart advisor.
I am very grateful for having him with me.
This goes out to my
illustrious peafowl -
Thy subsistence doth fill my soul with felicity.
Thanks for thy feigned loyalty!