I wish I had followed my gut and gotten involved in something. My friend and her boyfriend had a bad breakup, and she moved out, leaving her reptiles with him. I asked her if he could handle them and if he had enough experience with her animals, and she told me they would be fine, so I kind of backed off since she didn’t have the space (she moved into her dad’s house). I also didn’t exactly want to get involved, but I really wish I had. Today I found out he killed both her baby bearded dragon and her green iguana, and I am grieving them even though they aren’t mine. I wish I could have saved them, and I am so angry.
I guess he still has her adult beardie, and I messaged him to please consider surrendering it to me, but I doubt he cares enough to respond.
Also, sorry—I feel like I have nowhere else to rant about this. I just don’t know what to do.