Hello!
I have to share this with someone who understands as my friends and partner are probably ready to strangle me if I won't shut up about it in person, haha!
Back in November/December of 2018 I was going through an extremely bad break up and my ex, behind my back while I was at work, stole and sold off my birds. My baby Macaw, my 10+ year old rescue Rosie, and my Sun Conure all vanished. I tried for months to find the new "owners" but since I had no "proof" they were stolen and sold, as we still lived together at the time even though I was in the process of moving out and out of state, I couldn't do much of anything except try and beg her to tell me who had them. I could never get her to tell me anything else about the situation despite trying to file a report, but it ultimately led nowhere. It was an extremely rough year for me since those birds were my babies next to my dogs. I still struggle with the thought of it even though time has passed and I was not sure how I was ever going to face getting a bird again as all it did was bring up hard memories and feelings.
Getting to the point of this post... I do shift work at a local rescue here in my city as I'm a Vet Tech and recently an injured Rose Breasted was brought in to us after the first of the year. It's not an unusual bird by any means to see, but we aren't an exotic rescue just mainly cats and dogs so having this guy brought in was quite different for us. We patched him up and got him healthy again and spent weeks looking for the owner. No one has ever called or came in asking for him. So, I've decided I'm adopting him. I am getting construction done on my house right now and it won't be finished until the end of April so one of my friends who has experience with Cockatoos has offered to shelter him for me until I can safely bring him home for good.
I literally cannot shut up about it. Vinny, my previous Rosie, was with me for over ten years so he had the deepest hole left in my heart after the incident. I know nothing and no one can replace him, but I just felt like it was right and a sign of good things to come. I'm scared, I'm excited, I'm nervous, I'm everything! April can't come soon enough.
I'll never give up searching for my babies in every way that I can, no matter how hopeless it seems and people tell me to move on. But when me and this new kid interact, I feel my heart healing. Maybe it's dumb, maybe it's pointless, but it just feels right! And I'll be happy to lurk this forum again. It was hard to even visit here because of memories with my babies, but just being on here again feels awesome!
I have to share this with someone who understands as my friends and partner are probably ready to strangle me if I won't shut up about it in person, haha!
Back in November/December of 2018 I was going through an extremely bad break up and my ex, behind my back while I was at work, stole and sold off my birds. My baby Macaw, my 10+ year old rescue Rosie, and my Sun Conure all vanished. I tried for months to find the new "owners" but since I had no "proof" they were stolen and sold, as we still lived together at the time even though I was in the process of moving out and out of state, I couldn't do much of anything except try and beg her to tell me who had them. I could never get her to tell me anything else about the situation despite trying to file a report, but it ultimately led nowhere. It was an extremely rough year for me since those birds were my babies next to my dogs. I still struggle with the thought of it even though time has passed and I was not sure how I was ever going to face getting a bird again as all it did was bring up hard memories and feelings.
Getting to the point of this post... I do shift work at a local rescue here in my city as I'm a Vet Tech and recently an injured Rose Breasted was brought in to us after the first of the year. It's not an unusual bird by any means to see, but we aren't an exotic rescue just mainly cats and dogs so having this guy brought in was quite different for us. We patched him up and got him healthy again and spent weeks looking for the owner. No one has ever called or came in asking for him. So, I've decided I'm adopting him. I am getting construction done on my house right now and it won't be finished until the end of April so one of my friends who has experience with Cockatoos has offered to shelter him for me until I can safely bring him home for good.
I literally cannot shut up about it. Vinny, my previous Rosie, was with me for over ten years so he had the deepest hole left in my heart after the incident. I know nothing and no one can replace him, but I just felt like it was right and a sign of good things to come. I'm scared, I'm excited, I'm nervous, I'm everything! April can't come soon enough.
I'll never give up searching for my babies in every way that I can, no matter how hopeless it seems and people tell me to move on. But when me and this new kid interact, I feel my heart healing. Maybe it's dumb, maybe it's pointless, but it just feels right! And I'll be happy to lurk this forum again. It was hard to even visit here because of memories with my babies, but just being on here again feels awesome!