Every household has its protector and around here, that title belongs to Julius.

Now, most people wouldn’t expect a fluffy white cockatoo to take on the role of night watchman, but Julius takes security very seriously. Especially when it comes to the closet. It all started one evening when he heard a suspicious thump from down the hallway. Abbi didn’t even lift her head off the couch, but Julius? Oh no he was on high alert. Crest up, eyes wide, muttering something that sounded a lot like “What’s that?” under his breath.

Within seconds, he had waddled over, feathers puffed, ready to confront whatever beast dared disturb his peaceful domain. He leaned forward, peered into the slightly cracked closet door, and let out the kind of warning squawk that would make any monster think twice. When nothing moved, he looked back at us like, “I’ve got this. Don’t interfere.”

Then, very slowly, he crept closer, peeking one eye into the darkness. The tension was real. We held our breath. Abbi sighed. Finally, Julius let out one loud scream just to make sure whatever was in there knew who was boss and then strutted away like he had single-handedly saved the day. Closet secured. Humans safe. Crisis averted.

Later, we discovered the terrifying “monster” was just one of Abbi’s squeaky toys that had rolled inside. But don’t tell Julius that. As far as he’s concerned, he’s a hero — defender of the realm, protector of the hallway, and official guardian against closet beasts everywhere.

And honestly? We’re not going to argue with him.