Acquired: Pet store
Posted May 18, 2015
If you’ve ever thought to yourself “I hate kids,” don’t get a cockatiel. Or any bird for that matter. Having a cockatiel is like having a toddler – one that you can never put into daycare, might I add. One that you probably can’t even have friends or family look after, because it takes a very special kind of person to own just about any bird.
Cockatiels need your attention. Twenty. Four. Seven. If you’re home, and you’re not with them, near them, paying attention to them, then you’re pretty much committing the most heinous crime you possibly could. And they’ll let you know; so will your neighbours when they hear the screeching and the wailing.
But if you’re looking for a companion that will happily sit on your shoulder every second of every day (I suggest an old shirt for this, by the way; potty training isn’t really a thing with birds) and all they want in the entire world is to be near you, then maybe a cockatiel would be just your thing. They aren’t as demanding, nor as loud, as the larger birds, but still as charming. They’ll woo you with sweet melodies, and shred your math homework to bits, and make up for it by letting you teach them tricks. They’ll make a cozy little nest in your heart, and stay there for the entire fifteen years you are together and well beyond.
And they’ll be your alarm clock as soon as the sun rises, free of charge.