u/nonchalantmax

My dad’s Harley Davidson iron 883 has been sitting untouched for more than 4 years now.

It hasn’t been started or ridden once during that time.

It’s just been parked indoors.

I’m his daughter and I know nothing about bikes :/
I dont know where to start, or how to go on about it. Please bare with me 😭

A friend recently asked me about the bike and whether it still runs. I honestly had no idea what to say since idek if it starts anymore.

It’s been bothering me because I’d hate for it to just sit there forever. My dad always rode it and always used to pick me up with it. He enjoyed it so much but stopped riding due to health reasons. And it’s js been existing ever since. He never sold it nor use it again.

I’ve heard it’s hard to ride this particular bike but idk.

Is a bike that’s been sitting this long salvageable? Should I even try starting it or is that a bad idea. I have a friend who’s really into bikes. He’s only gonna get here way later so I might js have to wait until then.

What should I even do with it if I want to get it back on the road? My friend really wants to get it going

PLSS BE NICE, i’m actually so clueless. I’m not ragebaiting.

also met the sweetest cats there 🤍

I genuinely had no idea cats could get depressed until it happened to mine.

My first cat (4 months old) was so playful, gave tons of orange energy and loved eating. We decided to get another cat a month later thinking he’d like having a friend around to play with, but within a few days, he changed.

He stopped playing. He stopped eating. He stopped hopping onto the bed to sleep at night and he looked so… defeated. Even when we tried to hand feed him, he still wouldn’t eat. He refused to eat his favourite treat too.

We thought he was unwell, so we decided to take him to the vet.
The vet then told us that there was nothing wrong with him physically and that he was just sad 😭
He felt like all our attention had gone to the new cat and that he felt like he didn’t belong anymore. Apparently, he felt inferior and thought he didn’t deserve food or love. I felt so bad. We never ignored him.

He refused to eat because he thought all of the food was for my other cat (she used to go near his food bowl) and that there was nothing for him.
I felt so bad because I never knew it would affect him so much emotionally. I also realised why he wouldn’t sleep in the same bed as her or even be in the same room now.

We made sure to give him plenty of one on one attention, play time alone and even fed them separately. We kept a healthy amount of distance between them and let him adjust at his own pace.

Fast forward to now, they’re inseparable. They chase each other around the house, wrestle, nap together, and both my babies are so happy, playful and chaotic together. I’m so happy 🥹

EDIT: we had them separated for an entire week so he could feel like he was important. Showing him a lot of love/playing with him separately helped a lot.
At the same time, my other cat got loads of attention as well. We did bring them together for an hour or two everyday so they’d get used to each other.

clicked this when i visited varkala

I’ll always show yall my cats dw