Never mind. Animal Control showed up and took Edgar off to wherever they take homeless little ravens. Edgar had perked up considerably from the water and the meal worm and was ready to meet his new life. I was surprised to see, when the officer opened the truck, that instead of a cage, there was a bust of Homer for Edgar to perch on. I asked the officer whether I would ever see little Edgar again. Quoth he, ".....
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