Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall

Our battle is fierce, and the winner is uncertain, but the ultimate vanity is his destruction. This is man to bird, big bird. No, it’s not a big chicken, it’s a big bird eagle.

In the mid-1990s, an upsurge swept the United States. This is the process practice of decorating big bird eggs as part of an art project. Someone told me that eggs can sell for 50-100 dollars if sold to a suitable art supplier.

As a result, everyone with the compound bought a crow and stayed to sell eggs.

As a state game manager, I have seen these big birds in the wild enclosures in many places. The reason why they are different is that they are nearly 5 feet tall and seem to always look at you. They will strut about as if the world belonged to them. Their eyes let you know that they are not the boss, but the boss.

I don’t care much about animals. Because Kansas is considered a farm animal, not a wild animal. According to the laws of Kansas, they are more like a giant chicken. Checking or dealing with them is not part of my job. Or I think so.

But I was great in the late 1990s. New sources of large eggs are available. In addition, the fashion for decorating them is out of date, and this fashion is out of date.

The price of eggs dropped to near zero. These people have crows, and crows no longer make money. They have big birds that they no longer need.

I don’t know the fate of many birds. I didn’t know they were as delicious as barbecue.

But I do know that many people decide to let go. I don’t know whether they think coyotes will get it or whether they really have a chance to survive in the wild.

You know, all good business descriptions have one sentence at the end. Other responsibilities assigned.

It was a warm and sunny Saturday morning in May. I took the patrol car to the lake and began to check the fishing license. This crab is playing very well. Fishermen come here in Kansas City in groups to try their luck.

It looks like a good day to spend along the coast. My area is very busy. Because it has several big lakes near big cities. I thought I would write some tickets that day, and maybe send some people to prison for various reasons.

My area is very busy, so I wear several handcuffs. Because for me, I arrest several people at a time due to pending arrest warrants, drugs, property theft or other 100 reasons. Prisoners like to go to the lake as much as others. I have to deal with them.

Needless to say, the last thing on my mind is a big chicken or a crow.

When I left home and was near the lake, the dispatcher of the county sheriff called me by radio. She told me that some people living in the north of the county raised a big bird in the yard.

I asked her to repeat her message. A big bird??

“Yes,” she replied. “A big bird.” I asked her that it was a wild turkey. She said that people knew what a turkey looked like and told her that it was a big bird. It’s obviously much bigger than a turkey.

I asked her what she wanted to do, and the dispatcher asked me if I could go to their home and contact them. In other words, they don’t know how to do it, but it’s an animal, so I’m the person closest to the answer.

I’m curious about this. Big Bird What’s the matter. Drunkards by the lake can wait. I have a big bird to quarrel with!

The county seat is a small town called Oscar Lusa. The place I want to go is on the main road a few miles north of the town.

It took about 20 minutes to get there. I drove into the driveway of the beautiful house. The boss came out and met me in the driveway. I asked him what had happened. He told me that there was a big bird in their yard. He said it was not aggressive and seemed rather moderate. But he did not know where it came from.

I followed him home to the backyard, and sure enough, there was a big bird standing in their yard. This is a bird.

I already knew the answer, but I continued to ask him what I wanted to do. He immediately asked me to carry the bird. They have no farm animals. The big bird has scared his little dog.

Then the deputy of the sheriff appeared to check. Big Bird I think it has provided a lot of entertainment for other law enforcement officers over the years. Many of the calls I receive are not ordinary calls. If they are nearby, they will also respond to help.

As soon as the deputy sheriff got out of the car, he laughed loudly on his face and smiled when he asked where the bird was.

I knew that if I could control the bird and put it in the truck, the local veterinarian would take over custody. I know what that means.

I want to arrest the sparrow eagle.

When I approached the crow, I suddenly remembered the famous saying in the film. Young Guns The cowboy who was hit by a stone asked his friends if they had seen the huge chicken.

I soon learned that releasing crows is like releasing chickens. Completely confused. That bird doesn’t want to go where I want to go.

I know his mouth will pierce people’s heads, and his claws or feet will hurt you. My initial plan was to rush at him and throw him to the ground. Then I will pack him in the raincoat on the truck.

Kansas never wanted to equip me with crow catching equipment. I’m alone.

I took out my raincoat, indifferent… slowly… towards the bird… trying to walk in a non threatening way. He certainly won’t fall for my behavior. As soon as I caught him, he flapped his big wings and rushed at me with his feet. One of his claws grabbed my left thigh and tore my uniform pants. At first I didn’t notice. Because the battle is going on. At first I caught his body, but he rushed at me with his paws. I thought he was fighting despicably. So in despair, I grabbed his long neck. I’m not trying to strangle him, but I’m trying my best to keep going.

I looked at his mouth and he shook his head from side to side. In self-defence, he would move his head to one side, and I would move my head to the other side. The last thing I want to do is to die in the mouth of an angry crow.

When I caught the bird, it was trying to escape, and soon we reached the driveway in front of the house. I tried to put my arm around the bird’s body again, but I was kicked again. This time I fell to the ground. When I fell on the gravel, a cloud of dust rose around me. The bird escaped.

Then the landlord looked at me suspiciously. I don’t think he has ever seen anyone beaten by a big bird.

When I saw the deputy sheriff, he laughed hysterically at the program I just performed. I stood up and saw that my leg was bleeding and my trousers were torn.

The big bird has already taken its first bite of blood. Here we go!! No matter how funny that bird looks, I want it.

I revised the plan and took a tape out of the truck. I know I should detain him in some way. Because he didn’t show any intention of being quiet. Apparently, this is a impatient crow, ready to duel with him.

I looked up to see where the crow had gone. I saw him running to his neighbor’s house and standing in their driveway.

I quickly walked to him from the arch. I wanted to catch him behind his back, but of course he knew it. He ran again, and I stopped him. Then he turned and rushed into the garage next door.

They have a double decker garage with both doors open. So he finally rushed into the garage at full speed. I think he is cornered now and will fight really.

When I jumped into the garage behind the big bird, I was surprised to find that the bird had stopped on its own track and was stiff. He seemed to suddenly forget that I was behind him. He stared fixedly at the corner of the garage.

I’m afraid he met his neighbor’s dog or child in the garage. If they are caught in the chaos, I will have to defeat the bird again.

I waited for a few seconds, but the bird didn’t move. He seemed a bit hairy and made a strange noise. When I walked around a pile of boxes, I found what stopped the crow from moving forward. It’s another crow. Or at least he thinks so.

Sitting along the wall of the garage was a huge vanity mirror with things in it. The crow seemed to find the crow he saw very attractive.

From the moment I first saw the bird, I knew it had a strong sense of self. Then he saw the bird and forgot me.

Then I can throw the raincoat to him and turn the tape out. He became very docile. In fact, the biggest conflict at that time was that he had been trying to look in the mirror. That caught his attention completely. I can stick his mouth and feet together.

He stumbled when I picked up the big bag from the garage, but I stuck to it. The assistant opened the passenger door of my truck and I let him in.

I arrested a crow!

His vanity eventually led to his arrest. He saw so many beautiful birds in the mirror! If there was no mirror, I would still chase it. Big Bird Go through the county!