Grandma wants a cockatiel. She had one over ten years ago (before I met Husband Guy). But she was in the hospital, Grandpa left a window open and it flew away. It was in the middle of winter, so there wasn't anything we could do about it. I don't know how serious she is about getting one, but she's definitely going to bird stores and looking. Kinda like when I go to the pet store at the mall to look at puppies.