A Vent About a Mean Guy and Myself

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Before I begin- Here are some of my best pictures of Azul (Aka Pudgie). 1-2 - Car ride to meet mean guy! 3-8 - In her cage 9-11 - Right after we caught Pudgie, and Pudgie in the tree we first saw her in OKAY Onto the rant. So we’re 99% we found her owner… he came in contact with us. He said: “That’s my bird. You found my female! Her name is Neptune.” So my dad began sending PM’s with him… and naturally we weren’t going to give him Pudgie or ‘Neptune’ until the guy provides the tag number for her (she has a tag on her right leg) or some pictures that clearly depict her markings and is clear that its her. He began swearing at us saying: “Give me my ******* bird man. You have my ******* bird. I’m going to come get her.” He began threatening us, and we told him we can’t hand her over until he gives clear, accurate proof she belongs to him. We didn’t want to give her to him cause he seemed like a bad dude, but if he could provide proof that she belonged to him, we’d have to. He said he didn’t have any proof, so we decided to turn him down. Later on he said that he had no tag number, but he found a picture of her that he had. We compared his picture to ours…and we realized they look VERY similar. We decided to give him a second chance. He told us he has three other parakeets, one of which is Pudgie’s mate. We said that if he can please bring Pudgie’s ‘mate’ to meet her, and they get along and clearly know each other, we’d gladly give him back. So tonight at 7PM, we settled the time. He said he’d be there, so we arrived 15 minutes early at 6:45pm. It got to be 7, and he wasn’t there. Then it was 7:10. Nothing. Once it was 7:25 and he still wasn’t there, we called it off. My dad messaged him saying that we’re leaving, and since he didn’t show up he’s not getting Pudgie. He has read receipts on so we know he saw the messages but has yet to reply. Clearly he doesn’t care about this bird if he completely left us hanging for dry, not even bothering to come see ‘Neptune’ to determine if it’s her or not. If he still comes up with valid proof, we’ll have to give her to him. But if he doesn’t, there is no way we will be giving him Pudgie. Guys, the reason I’m telling you this is so you don’t ever do something like he has. If someone takes in supposedly your pet, do not threaten them to hand it over with no proof. Like, seriously! If you really care about your pet, get yourself together, pull out your proof, and be /grateful/ that someone actually captured your pet, and cares enough about them that they aren’t just going to give them to any stranger who claims it’s theirs without the proof of it. In this case, it’s pretty obvious we care more about this bird than he does. We’ve only had Pudgie for a few days, and already we’ve taken so many pictures of her, and each one of us has her tag number. He didn’t have any, only having one photo that resembled her. If you really care about your pet, make sure you have all their details so if they do ever get lost, you have proof they’re yours. Show you care. Because this guy… he doesn’t. Pudgie has shown no sign of missing her family since she’s been with us, in fact, she’s already formed a bond with us. If she can be so stress free, and bond with us, and based on what we know from this guy who claims she’s his… why should we believe she misses them? Now I don’t know what’s going on through this dudes head, I’m just telling you my thoughts and what he’s done/said… really I just don’t want something like this to happen to any of you. So please, I’m asking you again… make sure you have pictures of your pets, and you have their information. Even if you doubt your pet will run away, it’s best to be prepared. I know most of what I said is probably confusing… I’m tired. I’m angry. I’m overloaded with things to do. I have people constantly talking to me on both this platform, and others, asking why I’m not doing my commissions, and why I’m not responding. Please… just give me a break. I’m trying to care for a new pet by myself because my parents have to work, and my siblings don’t care so much. I’m trying to keep an eye on my dog who is sick. I’m trying to give my cats enough attention so they don’t get upset. I’m trying to give my dog enough attention so he doesn’t feel lonely. I’m trying to give Pudgie enough attention so she isn’t bored. I’m trying to give my snake enough attention so she doesn’t get angry. I’m trying to volunteer at a ranch to help kids on the spectrum. I’m trying to get a job. I’m trying to help around the house, help with chores. I’m trying, so, /so/ hard to do everything. All I’m asking for is a little patience, nothing more, nothing less. I can’t be everywhere at once. I don’t have a 8 hands. I can’t draw, take care of my dog, skittles, cats, snake, house, and the ranch at the same time.