Blasted Cannibals

The Founder, a crusty old parrot named Bill, with a bigger than life
beak and feathers in a permanent state of rufflement, belted out a loud,
surly chirp, when he and his son in law, Ralph, overheard a group of
humans, who called themselves Observers, discussing among themselves
over iced tea and teriyaki chicken breast, the possible fragmentation
of the island's permanent parrot flock.