Okay, so here's Houdini part deux:
While recuperating from his split head, the spousal unit would take him into work with her; the office she's in, there's a parakeet and the two would constantly sing / call back and forth. After almost two weeks of this, one afternoon as the wife came home, she set Houdini in his plastic tote down on the front porch to unlock the door. She saw the movement out of the corner of her eye - he jumped out of the tote and ran off the end of the porch into the woods. We live on three acres, two of which are heavily wooded and not really friendly for us upright walking types. I got home 30 minutes or so after the wife, and I'm greeted by her, still in her work clothes out in the woods and she's got the net with her. I joined her in the search and the more we were both out there in good clothes and not hearing or seeing anything of the little bugger, we both started getting disheartened. I took a break from the search to change into clothes I don't mind getting torn up by the thorn, briars and brambles... As I was changing I came up with what I hoped was a brilliant plan - the ducks always called for each other anytime they were separated. So before resuming my search I grabbed one of the other ducklings and held on for dear life. Within ten minutes the two ducks were calling back and forth and we finally spotted Houdini. It took another 30 minutes of with us hunkered down trying to coax him closer as I held on tightly to his duckling friend. As soon as he was close enough, the wife grabbed him and we both made our way out of the woods. The final cost?
Two sets of dress clothes ruined - probably $50 or $60 bucks. Two humans in severe need of couples counceling - hundred bucks a session I would guess :-) and one safe and sound Houdini (kept after that in a much larger tote with a chicken wire lid!!) - priceless.
Okay, that last part is over played, but I couldn't resist.
Troy & Tina