On Christmas Eve, my 10 year old Cockatiel quietly died in his sleep. His buddy went crazy, so Monday we went shopping for a girlfriend for him. We found one and he is been singing up a storm to her.
I was glad he was happy because I thought for a couple of days he was not going to make it.
My mother had told me to go get one because everytime she calls he sings to her on the phone. Now he is singing to her again.
I was glad he was happy because I thought for a couple of days he was not going to make it.
My mother had told me to go get one because everytime she calls he sings to her on the phone. Now he is singing to her again.