Every night Timothy plays hard right before I put him to bed. It's almost as if he is saying, "see Mom...I'm not tired." It is his ritual to rip at this toy in the evening. Better that toy than his feathers! Tonight I gave him a warm shower and now he is drying off on the perch by his toy box. I expect some beak crunching real soon. There is no sweeter sound in the evening than a content bird beak crunching. So soothing.