I was actually thinking I'd keep this one for something more grandiose than this..but this will be a poo story.
You read that right.
Piper was sitting on my head for the longest time and then flew off. A bit worried that he would try to fly close to Petey I turned around to watch where he was going. He landed on the tree, let out this pretty large poop (for it not being a morning one) and flew back to me.
This is not the first time it's happened. The last few days he's favorite spot has been the top of my head and he's been consistently flying away to do his business.
No training on my part involved - he learned this one on his own!