What can I say about a parrot who loved Bach and the Beatles and me? Dropped into the pet shop in Naas today. Screechy was there. The owner told me she had just been sold and would be gone by Christmas. From somewhere not too far away little Donny Osmond was singing: "And they called it puppy love... and I guess they'll never know... how a young parrot really feels... oh they called it puppy love..."