It is with such a heavy heavy heart that I write this post. My beloved pet cockatiel "Mr Birdles" aka "Bird" died yesterday afternoon. No sure of what he died from but he did hurt herself rather badly last Friday. The vet said he had concussion but I believe that he also had some other internal injuries. He died in Andrews hand. I miss him soooo much I just can't stop crying. Please don't read this and think I am being stupid after all he was just a bird. God he had such a personality. I use to love the way he would get off his cage and come looking for me. I would always find him in my scrapbooking room. If I was outside he would stand at the door making such a racket to be let outside as well. He even tried to take on Bruce (the magpie) a few times. Bruce would look at him as if to say "You've got to be kidding" If Bruce would start to walk towards Birdles, Birdles would scurry back to me. He would also like to play hide and seek around the outdoor setting. he was my little buddy who would make me laugh and smile all the time. he was forever wanting his head scratched. I can't help feeling partly responsible for his dimise. Maybe if I had not of picked him up yesterday and maybe stirred up his injuries he would still be alive. Never again will I own a pet it just hurts to much when you loose them. They are so helpless and they depend on you to look after them and keep them safe. Well my little friend I am going to miss you so so much thank you for touching my heart and making me laugh and smile. You know how the sign off goes. I will leave you with my final layout of "Mr Birdles"