I had a guy who wanted my Silver Sebright cockerel for a ranch roo... first person to contact me about him. He was going to call and come out that night. Never heard from him... next day a lady contacted me who wanted him for a pet to start a bachelor pad, came right out, loved him, was delighted to take my Silkie cockerel as well so that they stayed together - they'd been raised together in the brooder. I was happy to have them go together, so neither ended up without a familiar bird in a strange place.
Next day - two days after he was supposed to come out - the guy contacted me to say he'd been in the hospital and was still interested in the Sebright. I felt bad that I'd already given him away... but not all that bad. If he was released from the hospital after only two days, he wasn't in there for anything serious enough that he couldn't have given me a call or had someone call me to let me know what was happening. He had my number.
Friend looked at the guy's Facebook page. I don't use 'F'-Book. Said it was nothing but depression and how much he hates life...
I have the feeling Angel and possibly Pouf dodged a 'bullet' on that one.
