Well, my car is in the shop. Been there for three weeks with transmission problems.
I just signed a new contract. All the Westerners got pay cuts, mine was was 27%. I have decided to move up to Riyadh. To do that I have to get rid of the parrot. We have been together for seven years. I made up a poster and had a buddy take to his (best in town) compound. The compound manager called within minutes.
He is a Parrot person. Has a couple in the house already. He passed my interview. So he will be over in a few minutes to take Onan. Best thing for him. Best thing for me.
That’s fucked up, man. You are doing the right thing, doing what you must, but still; that’s fucked up, man. Without my animal companions I would be lost. My sympathies.
God on ya for finding a proper home for your bird.
Awwww!
I got Murphy about the same time you got Onan, so I’ve always empathized/ mourned in advance your inevitable parting (in that some day you might leave SA and wouldn’t be able to bring Onan with). I’m so sorry.
I am so sorry. Although I am not a bird person (scared of them, saw the movie Birds when I was little), I am a pet person. I would be bereft if my kitties had to go to new homes.
I will find work in Riyadh, God willing. I have an informal interview next weekend. I have to clear the decks to be ready to move.
As an English (Language) teacher, the only place to make a real salary is in the Middle East. In five years or so, I can retire. All I wanted to do was be left alone for a couple of more years. Damn this Al Salam Aircraft!
The employees (that are left) are not happy. The RSAF is not happy. (Operational Readiness is near zero at the moment.) The contractor himself will not be happy trying to ride heard on this low-bid contract. Nobody is or will be happy; yet here we are.
(The new owner just called. Onan is established and is starting to settle down. Me? Not so much yet.)
I have not been posting much lately, but I had to for this.
A few years ago I had to give up my beautiful white-capped pionus Kyoko for similar reasons. I knew up and down, left and right, that she would be happier in the new home. But it still broke my heart. What if they didn’t remember that she was scared of the nail trimmer and liked to run to her mommy afterwards? What if they never fed her popcorn or watermelon again, her favorite treats? What if they forgot to give her her beloved cardboard tubes?
I still choke up if I think of my precious baby too much. I’ll miss her forever, I think. I haven’t gotten a new parrot, either.
But, you know, the good memories were all worth it. She was such a darling, and so silly! Remember all of the good things about Onan.
I hope you have lots of pictures. I didn’t have a digital camera at the time, so only have a handful of pics of Kyoko.
Dang! I’m so sorry for all the upheaval you are going through and needing to give up Onan is just a brutal kick while you are vulnerable. I can’t imagine how my wife would take ever needing to give up Webby (a nanday conure). She’s had that bird longer than I’ve known her.
Many hugs for you…