If I didn't see this every day, I wouldn't believe it. If you think the "lion" is the cat, you're wrong...it's the bird! Here's how all this happened!
For years, my wife had expressed the desire to own a parrot. My son, Gregg, worked all summer, saved his money and as a gift of love, bought one for $500. We named him (her?) "Sweetpea".
The seller gave us a thick set of welders gloves as part of the deal. The bird hated people. It had no problem biting through the gloves and doing considerable damage to whoever's fingers were enclosed. At least we knew why the $500 price was so low. These birds usually go for $1500 and up.
Fortunately, my son Gregg has great empathy with animals. He spent about a week of evenings talking to the bird, convincing it that the people in our house were okay. Sweetpea became finger tame and cuddly like a cat. He'd stick his head under your chin and purr, asking to be scratched under his wings (quite lovable). He became so tame that he soon had the run of the house. That was a mistake. Cockatoos like to chew wood (door jams, shelves, solid walnut doors in dining room furniture). I've been told that in Australia, the farmers shoot them on sight.
He was unbelievably destructive and before we found out how to control his chewing, he had made up the differance in his original low price and what one purchased for normal prices would have cost. We now supply him with a fresh log every day from our firewood pile. He then contentedly reduces that to splinters at the rate of about half a cubic foot per day.
A neighborhood problem reared up. We had a "paternity suit" pending with our next door neighbor. Several months previously, a white tom cat adopted us. We called him "Ashley" because of a grey spot over one eye. Nice chap, but he decided to move on and disappeared, but not before leving our next door neighbor's cat with a litter of kittens. One was white with a grey mark over one eye.
Needless to say, we had to own up to our social responsibility and brought the kitten home. The kitten adopted the bird as his mother, and vice versa. The kitten is now a cat. I don't know whether he thinks he's a weird bird or whether the bird is a weird cat.
They love each other, sleep together (the bird sits on the cat). They eat together and are the best of friends. As they say in a well known Honda ad on TV, "You just can't make this stuff up!"