Ok, so I'm officially the worst pet parent ever. I have banned myself from having anything that can't stay submerged under water for longer than 10 minutes. At least for now. Last night I made the trip to Petco to "donate" the finches. I know now it was the right choice, but it was very hard. Yes, I know they're just finches. But if you know me, you know how attached I get. So I plopped them all in one cage (I took a picture but can't bear to post it) and put them in the car. The whole time I was driving little Louise was sitting there just looking at me. All skinny and scared looking. Then when I get to Petco I asked the manager (a manager has to sign off on donations) what they do with them. I was afraid they'd kill them or just release them. He looked at me like I was nuts and said they'd be adopted out. Then I had to sign these forms "relinquishing" custody. Then I burst into tears and walked out. Yeah. Not going back to that Petco. I'm pretty sure there's going to be a wanted poster with my picture on it telling people not to let me have any more pets.
In all seriousness, I think it was a good choice. They were pretty riled up by the 10 minute car ride (they were panting which is bad for birds), so I don't think another 500 mile trip would have been good. *sigh*
In happier news, I took my drug test today. Gotta love peeing in that cup. Boys, you have no idea how lucky you are. Apparently God forgot to install the "point and click" feature in women.
That's about all from here. Started the packing process which I'll continue for the next week. Hope you're all having a great day!
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