Fast forward a few year, im back in Canada now working at a pet store in which birds are sold. I was hired because of my experience but little did we know it would end bad. This pet store was owned and run by a fella last named Hagen, a large Canadian pet supply company. They would import wild caught parrots from around the world to sell for a few thousand dollars each. So basically I started having nightmare of someone catching my little macaw friend in Costa Rica and sending them here. I though to myself its awful supporting people to capture wild birds, and often these birds would die, they we not used to being caged and definitely not used to our climate in the northern hemisphere. I started challenging the owner alot, forcing him to pet vet bills offering the best care possible to the point he was loosing money. Eventually I got fired. I wanted to free every bird in the shop before leaving.
Fast forward 5 years now, I was still involved in aviary care, having done some falconry course and volunteering at a bird sanctuary. IOne night I decided to attend a parrot club meeting downtown Ottawa. So as I’m walking into the event, and to my surprise I bump into the owner of the pet shop that fired me. We exchange pleasantries and I ask him why he is here, he tells me he is making a speech tonight and that he hoped I’d stay to listen so I did.
At the end of his presentation, I raise my hand to ask a question, with a huge smile on my face I ask, Mr. Hagen can I now have my job back. He laughs and congratulated me for pressuring him to think more about this and we shook hands (: