My cockatiel, Topper, who was bought when I was two passed away this morning. We found him at the front of his cage, on the bottom as if he was trying to get out. He was 26 and a complete member of my family, originally he'd only deal with my mother (to the point where he nipped my finger when I was young!), but after she passed away he kind of saddled up to me and became my bird. He'd let me clean his top knot, rub his little neck and pet him gently. I didn't really think anything of it when he was on me last night and was letting me freely pet him (which he normally didn't, he'd only let me do it for maybe a minute at most) and was closing his eyes as if he was going to sleep. So I gave him a little kiss on his head and put him back in his cage.
My older brother woke me up this morning after he went to check on the bird before he went back and that's when we found him. I loved my 'tiel and I'm completely heart broken about him being gone. He's been there for my life as far as I can remember, was never mean towards me (Save when I got my finger bit when I was a kid), but is it possible he just died of old age being 26 (Closing in on 27)?
That's one of the last pictures I have of him.