SinBad continued
I was reminded today of the time Sinbad flew away. I know I said he wouldn’t! Well now he won’t! But there was a time he did. He was five years old. He escaped from the aviary and was sitting on the roof of our house. The little girl from across the street was coming to tell Evey he was on the roof. In the process her dog got out with her and came running across the street. This scared Sinbad and he flew into a seventy-five foot tall Maple tree several houses away. Evey and I, mostly Evey, followed him around the neighborhood for three days. She would follow him around all day while I was at work. When I got off I would take over so she could go home and cook. We would get up before sunrise and listen for him. 
He would start calling for us just after sunrise. Evey would make sandwiches and get ready to follow him from one end of the neighborhood to the other. He was flying from the tallest trees to the next tallest tree in a one mile radios of the house. He was too frightened to come down to the ground. We could tell he wanted to come down to us but was just too apprehensive to come to the ground. On the third day we were in a neighbor’s yard that had a six-foot high fence. Sinbad finally decide it was safe enough to climb down to the fence. Evey just walked over and picked him up off the fence. After my heart attack subsided I walked over and gave both of them a hug. I didn’t really have a heart attic, but I sure felt like I was when he started flipping from one branch to the next on his way down. Talk about an anxiety attack!
There were two other panic attacks caused by him flying into the trees. He was now seven, I can’t remember how he started out on this second jaunt into the trees, but it wasn’t anywhere near as nerve shattering as the first. I was trying to coax him down with nuts and fruit. He just looked at me as if to say. You’re kidding, right! Evey suggested we have coffee and cookies under the tree. He almost broke his neck getting down to get a cookie.
The third and last flight of terror was my doing. I had become so comfortable walking from the house to the aviary with him I had stopped holding onto his foot. So up he went again! Evey had just fixed coffee for breakfast and had gotten do-nuts. We just ignored the bird and had coffee and do-nuts at the picnic table. It didn’t take long! He was on the table fighting me for a do-nut.
The last thing he did that convinces me that he won’t leave was another aviary escape. I was working in the garage. I hear him making the usual noises wanting attention. I was busy so I ignored him. I walked from the garage to the house and the sound sounded like it was coming from an odd direction. I walked back to the aviary, no Sinbad. I heard him again and it sounded like it was coming from the front of the house. As I walked by the green house right over my head I hear, Gruruck, I looked up and he was standing on the edge of the roof leaning down looking at me with one big eye. I held my hand up and down he came.
So now when I’m outside he's allowed to walk around the yard and climb in the tree. I have to watch him closely as he will go in and out of the house if the door is left open and I’m sure that if I don’t pay close attention he will start exploring the neighborhood. Three days and two nights of following him around the neighborhood is no fun.
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