Thats exactly where her name originated lol. She just started showing up and that song seemed to cone on the oldies radio station far more frequently. So her name was pretty easy.
Aww. Fancy was beautiful!
When I was a kid we had a dog who was a little Houdini; she was always escaping no matter what we tried to do to prevent it. It got to the point where all our neighbors knew her and knew to return her to us. One day she just disappeared forever, and we never knew what happened. I honestly suspect that she, like cats have been known to do (she was very similar to a cat), disappeared to pass on in solitude. However, I hope that she just managed to go far enough that no one knew her, and another family adopted her and treated her like a queen. She was a bratty, grumpy lil cave mutt, but she was much loved nevertheless.
*omg dis me*
*missing*
*fbi most wanted animols*
*authorties sed dnt approach*
*daynjrus can giv boite*
*100k reward 4 capture*
*gna do scam and claim prize*
*helo polis deportmnt come found her*
_____________
RIP to Fancy, what a legend!
**I believe people should never keep birds as pets.** That said, an Australian Eastern Rosella landed in our CA Pepper tree one day and we ended up keeping her. (We advertised and advertised and no one claimed her.) We did our best to give her a good life.
Several years after the Rosella came to us, we hadn't clipped her wings when we should have, and she flew out an open upstairs window. Because we found many (scary amount) of her feathers under one of our hedges, making it look very much like the neighbors' killer cats had done her in, we gave her up for dead.
About three weeks later, a Real Estate agent, a person I was only mildly acquainted with, called me up and told me she had seen our bird at a client's home. (Long story, having to do with the Real Estate lady only ever having seen our bird one time.)
Turned out our neighbors, living only 3/4 of a block from our place, had found our Rosella in their hedge. They didn't advertise her as found because their 8-year-old daughter wanted to keep the bird.
When I went to retrieve "KupuKupu" (Indonesian word meaning "butterflies") ---- our poor bird was as skinny as a super model. The neighbors had her in a TINY cage and were feeding her the wrong food. Also: Rosellas do not make good pets. KupuKupu was not at all a "friendly" bird.
TL;DR: People will often keep "found" pets because they think the original owners don't really care about their lost pet ---- The thinking being that those original owners shouldn't have been so careless as to lose that pet in the first place.
https://preview.redd.it/9cd00hv7k2yc1.jpeg?width=844&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=37a694a66bd323bb0d918d10f9c9cdf4493df6b6
I am so glad you found your bird!!
My dad kept a dog he found as a teenager. His father found her behind their restaurant, she was injured, malnourished, and terrified. It took him days of coaxing to get her to come to him. My dad said it was obvious she had been beaten, so he didn’t try to find the owners.
I have found way too many dogs (it’s a huge problem in my too large subdivision filled with too many irresponsible owners, as well as high winds for broken fences) and you can definitely tell the difference between neglected dogs and well loved dogs. I have too many stories so I won’t go into it but I could never ever ever imagine trying to keep someone’s pet just because I wanted to or my kid wanted to. That’s terrible.
They were so reluctant to give her up, too. Even though "KupuKupu" would never ever have become tame.
Like you, I have found quite a few dogs. Some great [stories.My](http://stories.My) most "heroic" find was the large Rottweiler who was running down our street, all in a panic, on a new moon night ---- thanks to 4th of July firewords.
While sitting on my front porch, watching the fireworks, I heard the jingle-jangle of a dog's collar. I thought to myself, "Who in the HELL is jogging with their dog in the dark during the fireworks?" Then I realized it was only a terrified dog. (We don't have street lights. The night was dark as pitch.)
When I whistled and called out, the dog raced right up the short hill into our yard. It ran past me and into the back yard (we don't have a fenced-in property, I ran after it and coaxed it to come to me.
The poor thing. After I got him safely into the house, he drooled buckets of slobber all over the kitchen floor. I called Animal Control the next day and asked for the phone contact for the owner of dog w/ license # ----.. Animal Control wanted to come pick up the dog, but I refused.
The owner was ECSTATIC when I called her. Crying tears of joy. She came over with a very nice bottle of wine in her hand. It was such a happy "found dog" reunion.
That dog is long gone, of course. But now when I watch the fireworks, I think of how many dogs suffer, so scared, and not understanding why all the loud booms are happening.
“Here I am!”
She wants the reward.
Such an adventurous doggo! I am glad you got her back. Beautiful name for the beautiful lady❤
🎶 here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down 🎶 I know it’s tough, but I’m glad Fancy is living her best farm life! 🩷
Thats exactly where her name originated lol. She just started showing up and that song seemed to cone on the oldies radio station far more frequently. So her name was pretty easy.
It was a sign! So perfect
"Looks familiar.. hmmm"
Aww. Fancy was beautiful! When I was a kid we had a dog who was a little Houdini; she was always escaping no matter what we tried to do to prevent it. It got to the point where all our neighbors knew her and knew to return her to us. One day she just disappeared forever, and we never knew what happened. I honestly suspect that she, like cats have been known to do (she was very similar to a cat), disappeared to pass on in solitude. However, I hope that she just managed to go far enough that no one knew her, and another family adopted her and treated her like a queen. She was a bratty, grumpy lil cave mutt, but she was much loved nevertheless.
How wonderful ❤️
That sign can't stop me because I can't read!
How wonderful ❤️
She looks like she's laughing!
*omg dis me* *missing* *fbi most wanted animols* *authorties sed dnt approach* *daynjrus can giv boite* *100k reward 4 capture* *gna do scam and claim prize* *helo polis deportmnt come found her* _____________ RIP to Fancy, what a legend!
**I believe people should never keep birds as pets.** That said, an Australian Eastern Rosella landed in our CA Pepper tree one day and we ended up keeping her. (We advertised and advertised and no one claimed her.) We did our best to give her a good life. Several years after the Rosella came to us, we hadn't clipped her wings when we should have, and she flew out an open upstairs window. Because we found many (scary amount) of her feathers under one of our hedges, making it look very much like the neighbors' killer cats had done her in, we gave her up for dead. About three weeks later, a Real Estate agent, a person I was only mildly acquainted with, called me up and told me she had seen our bird at a client's home. (Long story, having to do with the Real Estate lady only ever having seen our bird one time.) Turned out our neighbors, living only 3/4 of a block from our place, had found our Rosella in their hedge. They didn't advertise her as found because their 8-year-old daughter wanted to keep the bird. When I went to retrieve "KupuKupu" (Indonesian word meaning "butterflies") ---- our poor bird was as skinny as a super model. The neighbors had her in a TINY cage and were feeding her the wrong food. Also: Rosellas do not make good pets. KupuKupu was not at all a "friendly" bird. TL;DR: People will often keep "found" pets because they think the original owners don't really care about their lost pet ---- The thinking being that those original owners shouldn't have been so careless as to lose that pet in the first place. https://preview.redd.it/9cd00hv7k2yc1.jpeg?width=844&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=37a694a66bd323bb0d918d10f9c9cdf4493df6b6
I am so glad you found your bird!! My dad kept a dog he found as a teenager. His father found her behind their restaurant, she was injured, malnourished, and terrified. It took him days of coaxing to get her to come to him. My dad said it was obvious she had been beaten, so he didn’t try to find the owners. I have found way too many dogs (it’s a huge problem in my too large subdivision filled with too many irresponsible owners, as well as high winds for broken fences) and you can definitely tell the difference between neglected dogs and well loved dogs. I have too many stories so I won’t go into it but I could never ever ever imagine trying to keep someone’s pet just because I wanted to or my kid wanted to. That’s terrible.
They were so reluctant to give her up, too. Even though "KupuKupu" would never ever have become tame. Like you, I have found quite a few dogs. Some great [stories.My](http://stories.My) most "heroic" find was the large Rottweiler who was running down our street, all in a panic, on a new moon night ---- thanks to 4th of July firewords. While sitting on my front porch, watching the fireworks, I heard the jingle-jangle of a dog's collar. I thought to myself, "Who in the HELL is jogging with their dog in the dark during the fireworks?" Then I realized it was only a terrified dog. (We don't have street lights. The night was dark as pitch.) When I whistled and called out, the dog raced right up the short hill into our yard. It ran past me and into the back yard (we don't have a fenced-in property, I ran after it and coaxed it to come to me. The poor thing. After I got him safely into the house, he drooled buckets of slobber all over the kitchen floor. I called Animal Control the next day and asked for the phone contact for the owner of dog w/ license # ----.. Animal Control wanted to come pick up the dog, but I refused. The owner was ECSTATIC when I called her. Crying tears of joy. She came over with a very nice bottle of wine in her hand. It was such a happy "found dog" reunion. That dog is long gone, of course. But now when I watch the fireworks, I think of how many dogs suffer, so scared, and not understanding why all the loud booms are happening.
"Am I a joke for you, human?"
Hey that's me! Damn I'm good looking.