Well, so much for my day off! There's no rest for the wicked!
While en route to a friend's house, I found a parakeet on the floor in a park. At first I assumed he was somebody's pet, because although I had heard tales of wild parakeets around here I've never actually seen one. Anyway, the little guy was just standing in one spot and made no attempt to fly or even walk away when I approached him. I looked around to see if anyone looked as if they were searching for a bird, but there was no one nearby. I stood by for 10 minutes to see if anyone was going to claim him, but nobody did. Eventually two boys (they claimed they were 16 but they were much older) came over, picked him up, and asked if he was mine. They started messing about with him; making him bite their fingers and dangle there. One of them even joked about throwing him into the road
. They then decided that they were going to take him home, so I told them that, in fact, the parakeet did belong to me. There was no telling what these guys would have done to him, and I was worried that a dog would come along and kill him if I just left him in the park, so I took him with me.
Unfortunately I was in an unfamiliar area and I had no idea if there were any vets nearby. Assuming he was a missing pet, I wanted to take him somewhere local so that his owners could claim him back. Fortunately the little fella didn't struggle, which further led me to believe that he wasn't well. I had to ask five people before someone could tell me where the vet was, and after walking there I found that it was shut, being a Sunday. As I stood outside wondering what to do, they guys from earlier came back. The weirdos asked me my name, age, school, where I lived... if I had a boyfriend(!?). Then they told me to ditch the bird and go to their houses. Yeah, no thanks. They went to a corner shop and got a plastic bag, which they told me to put the bird in. I declined, obviously. Then they told me to take the bus with them. I agreed grudgingly, but when they boarded I ran back down the road, so that got rid of that problem. Gosh, I'd never been so uncomfortable in my life
.
So anyway, I went into a different corner shop, parakeet still in hand. The cashier told me that there was another vet 20 mins up the road, but after walking for half an hour there was still no vet in sight. Bearing in mind that I had no credit on my phone and my Oyster card was empty too, so I wasn't in a great position considering that I had no idea where the hell I was. I asked a further three people (some people stopped me for photos!), and was told that there was a 24 hour vet a bus journey away. I had to plead to get on the bus, but my story was pretty believable given that I did actually have a bird in my hands, so thankfully the bus driver kindly let me aboard for free. I got some funny looks on the bus, as well as someone saying "Is that a dog?" Yep. A little green dog with wings and a beak, sure. He fell asleep on the bus, the cutie
. He used my finger as a perch which hurt like hell for me but at least he seemed comfortable enough.
I got off the bus at a train station, hoping that the ticket officer would know how to get to the 24 hour vet. The ticket office was closed, as if my day couldn't get any worse
. I went into a hotel, where a man gave me directions to a PDSA branch up the road. I had to ask four more people for directions on the way, but one kind lady walked me there. Of course the PDSA was closed as well, but the awesome lady phoned up a few friends and eventually we managed to find the 24 hour place. The whole journey took about 3 hours, but at least the parakeet was in a safe place now! When I tried to hand him over to the nurse he kept his talons lodged firmly in my hoodie sleeve, bless him. The vet examined him; he thinks he's wild because he was very, very skinny. They're going to give him some antibiotics and keep him in for a bit, after that they'll hand him over to a rehoming centre. I'll phone up tomorrow to see how he's getting on
So, that's something that doesn't happen every day!
Kudos to that lovely lady for walking me all the way to the 24/7 vet, but those two guys at the bus stop can go **** themselves
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I don't think the calves enjoyed it much
Depends, is it a beef or dairy herd. If beef then she was probably being genuine but if dairy then I'd try again.
Good luck, hope you get a place!