She says, “I’ve got this big, beautiful white bird in my backyard “and what is it?” So she described the trumpeter swan perfectly. So we said, don’t do anything, just leave him there. She boarded on a canal. So we could land in the canal and walked up into her backyard. So I took my head keeper and we went down there, pulled into a front yard, and walked into her house and looked out the picture window in the back. And there was our beautiful swan. So we decided what we would do, would each run around the house one side and I’d take the other side, and jump on him before he could take off. And while we were there, he stuck his head under his wing, went to sleep.
