The Founding Fl-Awk, Awk, Awk!
We owe all this Monk-ie around to Kermit, our Founding Feather. Army of one only begins to describe this "cheeky bugger." When it came time for Kermit to choose a mate, we put three hot chicks into his cage. Young and precocious, the three sisters began nipping at Himself. "No Bite!" he exclaimed, again and again. And for the first time we knew that he does indeed understand the meaning of, "No bite."
Here's our first Lutino, Gloria.
Baby Luna, an Albino Quaker with her brothers Tanguerey and Blue Martini
Gloria - the Glo Bird - and Tango
The Rogues Gallery