Reluctantly, I let him lead me to Windsor's annual street yard sale. He was right they were beautiful. We ended up buying a pair. I had no idea how to raise cockatiels, but I did know how to care for a pet bird. So, I started researching everything I could find about cockatiels on the Internet, or as my brother calls it "The Oracle." (Insert errie music here.)

Well, these two birds were not going to wait for me to do my research. They almost immediately wanted to nest. Two months or less later (it's pretty much a blur now) we had 4 chicks.

My first clutch were hatched. I was in a panic I didn't know if they were getting enough food. Back to the Internet/Oracle I go. I try hand feeding these squawking babies yogurt of all things. Yup, somewhere I found that natural Yogurt is ok to feed them. Thankfully, I didn't kill them.

Still worried they will all die on me I find our local bird society president's phone number. Well you would have thought I called 911! Julianne answered the phone. She and Alfred were in my driveway in less than 2 minutes. They just happened to be en route home, and were 4 blocks away. We were still on the phone when they pulled into my yard! Alfred inspected the chicks, and said they were fine. My nerves were calmed, and I found a great group of wonderful people.