Lychee Bob

Dad, spitting out machine gun fire obscenities, chases a crow who has carried off a baby parrot. Grace observes, "he's so tenderhearted and angry!"  

Dad takes the baby parrot under his wing (so to speak), feeding him lychee and banana.  For lack of a better name we call him Lychee Bob.  Dad carries Bob around on his shoulder and saves him from numerous subsequent attacks involving dogs, small children, more birds, and even the wind.  I think Lychee Bob is one cracker short of a Polly, but Dad is smitten.  After a few days Bob makes his final escape.  May all his feathers be with him.