We have a lot of indoor cats from rescues and we love them. Some are my babies and some are my husband's babies. A few days ago one of my husband's cats, Bastian, died in his sleep and I was the lucky one who found him. I don't deal well with these types of situations and my stomach has been upset ever since. *My husband was gone so I did a really stupid thing and put Bastian in the freezer part of the frig that I use for germinating seed out in the garage. My husband loved that cat but he was darn near 20 years old and they don't live forever. I never told my husband Bastian had died when he called home from his business trip to see how things were going. I never told him when he came home last Wednesday as it was sort of hectic around here and I was trying to shield my husband from stress because he's got a lot on his plate lately. To be quite blunt, I had cried enough over losing the cat and wasn't up to a tear fest when he found out so I sort of put off telling him until I could find the right time. Well, I didn't find the right time but he found Bastian in the feezer this past Thursday. He's not mad at me but he is rather depressed and upset. Friday I went to a few animal shelters and then to a pet shop that "show cases" pets from a local shelter that are available for adoption to see if I could try to adopt a new adult cat. *We have another very old cat that was bonded to Bastian that is not doing too well (stopped eating) and I was thinking a nice loving older cat might perk Elliott and my husband up. I didn't find a cat but I found a dove. I filled out the adoption paperwork and bought the dove and I pick it up next Friday. I am hyper allergic to birds and can't even use a feather pillow. I have no idea what I was thinking but I own this crippled bird that can't fly with a household of 7 indoor only cats and I can't breathe around feather any thing. I bought the darn thing because the lady told me it would have to be put to sleep this week as no one was interested in a bird that had to stay on the bottom of a cage. I bought the cage too. The bird is very gentle and able to be handled but... it can't sit on a perch and has to hang out at the bottom of the cage because it was born with deformed legs.
I can get a photo of the bird and cage I bought next Friday when I go to pick it up. I will post the photo for everyone. The cage is used but it is in good shape. It is a very gentle bird and would be a great "first bird" for a kid. *
Is there anyone out there in the Chicago land area who will take this bird from me? Does anyone know anyone who lives in this area who might be interested in this bird and the cage? I am not asking to be paid for my costs I just want this poor bird to go to a good home with somebody who will pay attention to it. If someone has a green house that is heated year round it could easily live there too. It's such a gentle creature. This is one of those times that I can't believe I went to go adopt a cat and ended up adopting a bird. A deformed bird no less. My husband will have a fit because not only am I allergic to birds but we have a son who has birth defects who has decreased lung capacity who is also allergic to birds.
Please guys, this is not an April Fools prank and I'm not trying to pull an 0zzy. Sorry 0zzy but you do joke around a lot and I always fall for it.
I need help and would greatly appreciate it if anyone could help me find a home for this bird.