I have had to make a heartbreaking decision today that about my little cockatiel Chuckie, who's been my happy little pet since I was 8 years old. As he's gotten older and especially in recent months he's health has deteriorated so much that he struggles to get around the cage. I've done my best to accommodate him, but after basically removing all climbable perches so he can walk everywhere, it then got to a point where even then he trips and struggles to get around, and at that point... it's time. It's just so hard watching him now and honestly despite his pain and struggles he has no plans on stopping himself; he's just has that strong of a heart.

I have a lot of good memories of the little guy: how he'd chase me and fly around the house even masterfully flying through closing sliding door like an airborne Indiana Jones, how he'd fly down to steal cheerios out of the bowl I was pouring them into and fly away with it, how he always use to get excited and start screeching when he heard The Simpsons theme song play on the telly because we'd always run to the TV to go watch it as kids... He was always the sweetest, funniest, little thing and I'm really going to miss him.

We're going to the vet tomorrow and it's going to be a rough day for me. I've spent far more of my life with him than without, so I really don't know how I'll be. Just wanted to keep you guys in the loop so you know what's going on with me.