It's Aaron the Easter Herron!

The Easter Bunny didn't make it to my house this morning. He was too busy. So he sent Aaron the Easter Herron. When I let the dogs out for their morning constitutional they met Aaron. There was barking and screeching and screaming (whoops, that was me). Doug came to the rescue and we both turned on the computers and got on the phones. All we could get was messages and voice mails (what? is it a holiday or something???). But would that discourage us??? Nooooooo. Doug got on the local Audubon website and started plugging names into yahoo people search. After one hang up, we found Molly & she was a great deal of help. (unlike Officer Beverly from the TPD, but that's another story).

Unfortunately, if the birds wing was injured he would have to be euthanized. But not until Monday. At my house. With the use of car exhaust. Not a pretty future. It would be a long day for the dogs & the fish & Aaron. The dogs wanted their backyard back in the worst way. The fish were laying low at the bottom of the pond trying hard to look inconspicuous (and not like a seafood buffet). Aaron climbed atop the hot tub and surveyed his future. Jason came over and tried to give him a little encouragement. But Aaron didn't have enough runway for lift off and hit the fence hard. It looked like he had an injured leg, but the big wings worked just fine and he was really looking to get out of my backyard.

So the neighborhood rooster chasers rallied and congregated in my backyard. Marc had the outfit so we made him our General and he took the lead. Slowly we worked the bird around the yard. There was one ugly moment when he tried to get into the dining room with Duncan on the otherside of the glass doing the crazy dance.

It took a lot out of all of us so when Aaron needed a break, we all took a break.

Finally, success, he made it out to the front yard. He hung out in my front yard for a couple of hours probably to reflect on the events of the day and so all the neighbors could get a good look. Then without even a thank you or a good bye, he began to flap his massive wings and flew off between the houses across the street.

Good Luck Aaron! Don't come back this way again soon.