Meet Rion! He was found about 10 years ago in the engine of a car after it had driven for 20 kms, confused but unharmed. The family who found him had no room at the inn so gave him to me, and he's been a devoted little buddy since. He loved this plane so much that he ate it in the end. I think there's one wing left under a couch somewhere.
He's about 12 now, and in glorious health (thank you Jimbo's!).