That Fly Away!
That Fly Away.
And they'd come back even if it took a few weeks to catch up to the band bus.
I've share my life with cockatiels (the first one I named Woodstock my name Jr. in 63 after the trauma of JFK being swept out of time), and 2 minor birds (Hector & Jackal) too brilliant to capture! They would choose when to land or walk on you...
They would take off on their own almost all the time and catch up to the bus in time no later than 6 weeks, much!
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