Birds are like cats. Éowyn snuggles a strip of fiber I put aside so I could setup my spinning wheel to spin for fiber share, just because I wasn't paying attention to it, it's squishy, and why not. Cheeks boops my hand after I've sat down to knit because he wants attention in the form of scritches. He'll keep booping until I comply and will nip if I'm too slow. I'm allergic to the furry kind of cat, so my birdcats can keep doing their cat-like companion animal thing. I'll take it.