The Adventures of Remington Steel

I was only 64 days old when I made my first escape.

   My capture thought it was a freak thing; maybe someone left the cell door open. I didn’t get very far. With my next escape they decided maybe it was an inside job. I must have a friend on the inside that let me out. They still weren’t wise to me. They couldn’t believe I escaped on my own. On my third escape, I seemed to be alone in the compound. Perfect time to make a run for it. I just put my beak under that cell door, used all the strength I had to give it a big lift, and I was out. A free bird at last. The compound walls are high though. I searched and searched for a way out of the compound. There were many obstacles in my way. I don’t know how long I was out. I didn’t have food, I didn’t have water. I was a thirsty bird, but I still kept searching for that escape route. It was almost dark when I was re-captured. I was put back in my cell under the strongest lock down this time. Now they knew. They might not be too bright, but they finally figured it out. I was going to have to work hard to show them I am smarter than they are. My captures seem to be pretty decent folk though. They brought me plenty of water and food, which I flung in anger at the thought of my re-capture. They even nursed me back to health when I wasn’t feeling well the next day. They also try to give me a little more yard time now, strictly supervised under high surveillance. They might be OK. I am going to have to work really hard on my next escape plan. I have missions to accomplish.

Remington Steel Here.

Flying Solo for now.

In Lockdown !!                                 Why can't I get the door                         Give me time, I'll come

                                                          Open like I used to ??                            up with another plan.