Hey there Judy,
I picked him up on a Sunday a few weeks ago. When I got him home he was perched on a chair while I assembled his cage. I had purchased a few toys, one being a stringer with some multi-colored planks of wood with beads separating the wood. He just attacked this thing...not in an aggressive way, but he did within the course of about 45 minutes reduce most of the toy into little shreds of wood. I was still unable to come to a name. Over the course of the first couple of days of him being in his new home, sometimes he was quite, but more often than not, he just made sounds like what I immagine a prehistoric terradactyl would make. Couple that with the many painfull bites to my fingers that it took to gain his trust, and so he became "Savage"!