It all started with the Raven happy at home on my desk, complete with its faux bamboo habitat and sporting friends.
|The blissful Raven unaware of what lies ahead.|
|It must have been a bit panicked - its weight was normal, but there was no heartbeat.|
|The Raven was smothered by the netting of some swim trunks inside.|
I can't tell you *exactly* what happened from the time we left San Jose, stopped in Dallas, and then eventually arrived in Pittsburgh, but the surprise of the trip was when we went to the baggage claim to reunite, it seemed the Iron Raven had broken free from its cottony habitat, and arrived free as a bird!
|The Raven's great escape surely happened after the layover, since it showed up without a luggage tag of its own.|
|The tear-jerking reunion between the Raven and its caretaker, a la Christian and the lion.|
Stay strong, Raven! We're working on getting you back!