Zumaria
New member
Hello and greetings fellow parronts!!
My name is Amberly and I hail from the great city of Chicago! I've come to you all today for some understanding that only those who've had a fid can understand.
To begin - I used to have a CAG named Woody. When I was much younger (18/19), I decided I wanted a talking pet - wouldn't it be cool to have a talking pet that could impress all my friends? So, I began to inquire how one would go about getting a talking bird. I emailed the lady who owns Welcome to Africangreys.com and asked about getting one, what it entails etc. (fun fact, if you visit that link, I am the picture in the middle with the CAG cuddling my face. I've since lost 100+lbs though!) and she said that she just so happened to be emailing with someone who needed to rehome their CAG - and the lady looking for a new home was located in Columbus, Ohio which was exactly where I was living! Fate, right?
That's how I ended up with Woody. I finally had talking bird, how cool. Little did I know that I would end up falling in love with this bird, little did I know he would be able to communicate with me about his wishes and hopes and that he would end up - literally- being like a son to me.
Like I said, I was very young and foolish at the time. I broke up with the guy I was living with and was working 3 jobs to stay afloat. I was a member of a parrot club and I offered up Woody to a fellow member because I was no longer able to care for him. Looking back it was the biggest mistake I have ever made - in a way. It was certainly right for him, seeing as how I was almost literally never home, but I regret it everyday. For years (almost 6 years later now) I have regretted that decision. I still keep in touch with his mom - he is living fat and happily on a farm with some siblings and an aviary, he is blessed, but he isn't with me. I kick myself for not finding a way to make it work. Thinking about the day I lost him still makes me a little emotional.
At any rate - I'm sure you can relate!
Well, its 6 years later now. I’m done with school; I live in Chicago, with my own 2 bedroom apartment. I have a wonderful 9-5 M-F job which pays all my bills and then some. I have the space, I have the money, and I certainly have the love. So why am I waiting? Well, I’ve been thinking about it and I’m still so heartbroken over Woody that I think I’m scared to get another bird because I will love it just as much but don’t think I could go through another loss like that – I mean, it literally almost killed me. It was what I imagine losing a child is like (though I hope many of you can’t relate to that!). Also, I’d be out of the house from 7:30 am – 6 pm with my commute and I’d want to spend every second I had with my new fid.
Guys, I guess what I’m looking to find is some encouragement – some success stories of you and your birds. Are there any other single folks out there who work full time and have a happy birdy? I'm worried about his/her enrichment time - but they will have a HUGE CAGE (or two.) Have you ever lost one, if so, how did you ‘get over it’?
Thank you in advance for reading this sad post and offering up your support. While no one is ever in a position to guarantee their situation for life, I think this is as good as it’s going to get and I know I could make some lucky birdy out there very, very happy, I just need to get over the fear of losing them.
My name is Amberly and I hail from the great city of Chicago! I've come to you all today for some understanding that only those who've had a fid can understand.
To begin - I used to have a CAG named Woody. When I was much younger (18/19), I decided I wanted a talking pet - wouldn't it be cool to have a talking pet that could impress all my friends? So, I began to inquire how one would go about getting a talking bird. I emailed the lady who owns Welcome to Africangreys.com and asked about getting one, what it entails etc. (fun fact, if you visit that link, I am the picture in the middle with the CAG cuddling my face. I've since lost 100+lbs though!) and she said that she just so happened to be emailing with someone who needed to rehome their CAG - and the lady looking for a new home was located in Columbus, Ohio which was exactly where I was living! Fate, right?
That's how I ended up with Woody. I finally had talking bird, how cool. Little did I know that I would end up falling in love with this bird, little did I know he would be able to communicate with me about his wishes and hopes and that he would end up - literally- being like a son to me.
Like I said, I was very young and foolish at the time. I broke up with the guy I was living with and was working 3 jobs to stay afloat. I was a member of a parrot club and I offered up Woody to a fellow member because I was no longer able to care for him. Looking back it was the biggest mistake I have ever made - in a way. It was certainly right for him, seeing as how I was almost literally never home, but I regret it everyday. For years (almost 6 years later now) I have regretted that decision. I still keep in touch with his mom - he is living fat and happily on a farm with some siblings and an aviary, he is blessed, but he isn't with me. I kick myself for not finding a way to make it work. Thinking about the day I lost him still makes me a little emotional.
At any rate - I'm sure you can relate!
Well, its 6 years later now. I’m done with school; I live in Chicago, with my own 2 bedroom apartment. I have a wonderful 9-5 M-F job which pays all my bills and then some. I have the space, I have the money, and I certainly have the love. So why am I waiting? Well, I’ve been thinking about it and I’m still so heartbroken over Woody that I think I’m scared to get another bird because I will love it just as much but don’t think I could go through another loss like that – I mean, it literally almost killed me. It was what I imagine losing a child is like (though I hope many of you can’t relate to that!). Also, I’d be out of the house from 7:30 am – 6 pm with my commute and I’d want to spend every second I had with my new fid.
Guys, I guess what I’m looking to find is some encouragement – some success stories of you and your birds. Are there any other single folks out there who work full time and have a happy birdy? I'm worried about his/her enrichment time - but they will have a HUGE CAGE (or two.) Have you ever lost one, if so, how did you ‘get over it’?
Thank you in advance for reading this sad post and offering up your support. While no one is ever in a position to guarantee their situation for life, I think this is as good as it’s going to get and I know I could make some lucky birdy out there very, very happy, I just need to get over the fear of losing them.