Chuck Blazer, the disgraced former FIFA employee and reported informant for the current investigation, famously kept his cats in their own Trump Tower apartment. Blazer's got more pets -- a bunch of big, fancy parrots -- and as the Sunday Times reported, one of those parrots once TURNED ON HIM:
Before he fell ill -- he has recently been reported to be suffering from several forms of cancer -- he would occasionally be spotted rumbling around Central Park in New York on a motorized scooter with his parrot on his shoulder.
(Intermission: There are more than a few people who roll around New York with parrots on their shoulders, but I could swear I've seen this guy before.)
The bird had an eccentric story of its own. At some point in Blazer's past an ex-wife had departed, taking the parrot with her. By the time she returned it a year later, she had trained it to spout abuse. Blazer kept the bird in a gilded cage in his sumptuous Manhattan penthouse office, and complained that his business meetings were often interrupted by the bird squawking: "You're a dope."
THIS IS VERY GOOD PARROT USAGE. Parrots make great hype men and revenge puppets, and they'll also talk shit about Hitler if you ask them to. Good birds. Sorry, Chuck.