My grandparents owned a myna bird.
The myna bird could talk.
It could also wolf whistle.
One day when my pepaw was working in the yard next to the porch, one of the neighbor lady's walked past.
The bird decided it would be a good time to wolf whistle.
Of course the neighbor lady thought that my pepaw whistled at her.
He didn't bother to deny it.
He knew it was a waste of time.
He and Granny laughed about it many times over the years.
This was where my mom got her great love of birds.