The OP reminded me of a funny story from my town. Way back there was a very wealthy woman who owned and lived in this entire building downtown, apparently she was a total recluse. Anyways, She willed the whole estate to her parrot, and hired a guy to keep giving the thing food and water after she died. There were rumours that the guy was paid off to poison it by some delevoper, as it is prime real estate and parrots can live forever. Its now a hotel, and on the ground floor they have a pub called the parrot house.