Not looking like a good start to the week.

I started to unpack more this morning, and I happened to think that I haven't heard my cockatiel Charolette tweet today. She usually greets me good morning, and chatters on from her cage. When I went in to check on her I found her laying on the bottom of her cage. She must have passed away sometime between yesterday and today, because she was tweeting yesterday.

We wondered how she'd handle the move. She's gone to other houses before, while we're out of town and what not. But this was going to prove to be a bigger move for her, since this was to stay. She seemed to be doing ok, since we'd been in a week and no signs of stress. But in the end, it looks like the stress got the better of her.


She could be a nasty little bird, but she was MY bird. She usually only let me hold her, only let me pet her, and she reacted most to me. She had a few fun traits too. She would mimic the beeps of a phone dialing. She had it down, she would give 7 beeps, or 10 beeps and in the exact tone of the phone! But our personal favorite was that she mimiced my laugh. This was her trait that often made us wonder if Charolette wasn't infact a Charley, since with cockatiels its mostly the males who are vocal on a level like that!!!!


I will miss that little bird, even if she was a little mean. She was still our pet, and still part of our family. The kids don't know yet. I'm debating how I want to handle telling them. I'm sure we'll have to tell them tonight.

Here is Charolette just a few months ago. Its not a very good picture, but its the only one I can find at the moment.

Good bye pretty bird. You will be missed.