I don't know if this is normal but I found out that Sammy side stepping down his perch towards me and hissing at me like a freaking snake are his ways of begging for pets and love. All I know is that when he did either of those to me, my first instinct was to get away as soon as possible and as far away as possible. I've been a dog trainer and handler for over a decade and I can read dogs like a book. I couldn't read Sammy at all. Those fuckin beady little eyes and gorgeous plumage were just distractions from the fact that he was the devil.