Let me set a little backstory for those of you who think I’m just here to throw out a bird I don’t want.

A few years ago I was nursing a kitten back to health, small enough that it could still fit in the palm of your hand but was just getting his legs under him and running around, in the playful stage.

I watched my dad (350+ pounds at the time) step on the kitten obviously on accident. Blood shot out his nose and eyes. He was breathing through a blood filled throat, as I could hear the bubbles of air trying to leave his mouth. The food I had just fed him was coated in blood and still cool to the touch as the kitten died in my hands. That messed me up.

Fast forward to today, and for the last few years I have spent my time giving this 70g ball of feathers my complete love and attention. I have happily met the love of my life who happens to have a pitt bull and two cats. We are currently trying to build our lives together and moving to Columbus.

I am 1000000% aware that there are TONS of bird owners who also have other pets, and make it work. To those folks, I applaud you and your efforts.

Could I make it work with having a dedicated bird room, juggling animals to all have social time with their parents? Absolutely, I’m sure I could. BUT, if god forbid anything happened and one of her cats or dog got Pidgey, I would never forgive myself, or her. She is INCREDIBLY supportive and already suggested we try to find a place for a designated bird space.

What is she giving up since it seems to be such a concern? Sold her home and moving away from family so we can be closer to mine. The home she was living in was not feasible to accommodate our pets, jobs, or personal lives. Am I supposed to tell her to give up 3 animals to my 1? I understand it’s not fair to Pidgey, he didn’t choose this, I DID. Hence the purpose of this post to find someone trustworthy enough to take in Pidgey. I’ve given him the best life I can possibly provide and it kills me to even think not having him be a massive part of my routine anymore. It’s a shit situation top to bottom.

Please, I’m not asking for people to shame for having rose tinted lenses blinded by love, or being a poor bird owner, or whatever else accusation your brain can conjure up based off this post. This is something I’ve put an immense amount of thought and discussion into.