Pets

In my yard with a broken leg the vet blew me off when I brought him in called him a rat with wings.

I asked him a ton of questions about how to help him and decided to raise him myself.

I put a ball on his foot and a cast made of terry cloth and gauze and a piece of thin metal with no sharp edges for his leg .He grew up learned to say his name, especially when it was breakfast time. Rodan, and he learned to eat by himself bathe and fly.

His cast came off and his foot worked fine and perched securely. I watched him as his leg strengthened When he was old enough I put his cage outside to acclimate him to outdoors . I would look out the window many birds even different species would be out there with him.

Later on

I’d let him outside to go in the morning and he would peck the window at dusk to be let in. This went on awhile.

As summer began to be fall Rodan stayed outside a lot. He would land on my head and tug my brow ring to say hi. Eventually he left for longer and longer times. Coming back to say hi or to snatch a treat or drop off a gift.

A year passed and he hadn’t been around and as I was walking down the driveway something landed on my shoulder yelling Rodan in my ear grabbing at my brow ring. I was overjoyed he survived!
He never came back after that time.

I must admit I still love that sweet crazy bird.I hope he’s living his best life.