Hey guys. I just got a call from my mom saying that my bird had cancer and that the tumor was to big so they couldn't operate on her, so they put her down. I always called her a devil bird because she bit, but I still cared about her. A friend from church raises a lot of animals. One school beak, she and her family had a bunch of baby parakeets. At the time, I had been going over to her house during the day and she let me hold the birds. There was one that I always took out because he(I thought my bird has a he at the time) was really sweet and snuggly and I called him Mr. Cuddles(don't judge). One my next birthday, they came and give him to me. I soon learned that he, was probably a she so we changed the name to Ms. Snuggles. That's how I got her, and now she's gone