[It's not a dog, and if memory serves right it isn't even a talking bird. Still those marble eyes blink and blink almost like he's listening in.]

The hell kind of a noise is that.

[A creepy one. As for the turning and head spinning, he can't make anything of it. The point's been made with it's spots in it. Oh yeah, he realizes. Saying that he belongs to Freddy was making it less of a monarch. Something like that, and ain't it the truth though?]

How big a cage you goin' for? One you can share?