f you thought umbrella cockatoos were just about fluff, cuddles, and the occasional dramatic scream, you clearly haven’t met Julius on Star Wars night.

Last night, it happened. Julius, perched proudly on the armrest, eyes locked onto the TV, was absolutely losing his bird brain over Star Wars Battlefront. Blaster fire? He mimicked it. Lightsaber swipes? He bobbed and flared his crest like he was dueling General Grievous himself. And when the Millennium Falcon swooped across the screen, he let out a screech that sounded suspiciously like “pew pew!”

We’re not saying Julius thinks he’s part of the Rebel Alliance…

We’re just saying if he could hold a controller, he’d be top of the leaderboard. He even picked a side. Every time a stormtrooper hit the ground, he let out a victory chirp. And when Darth Vader showed up? Julius fluffed up and hissed like he was ready to throw hands—er, wings.

There’s something special about watching a bird go full fanboy. And honestly? He gets it. The Force, the drama, the epic music — it’s enough to excite anyone.

So next time you queue up Battlefront, don’t be surprised if Julius flutters over to join the rebellion. Just don’t hand him a lightsaber. Pretty sure he’d take out the whole couch before you hit “Start.”

May the squawk be with you.