Mr. Robin did not want to be caught and hopped all over. Through the yard, up in and around bushes. Then I lost him. I kept looking around and in the last bush I had chased him into but he was just gone. Steve spotted him taking off across the yard and to the next yard we went! This house actually had a person outside. I let the lady know I was in her yard and why, though I didn't ask permission. She sort of tried to help. We had him in her garage at one point and I had him in a corner and then he bit me. It startled me and I lost him again. That was probably my one real chance.
We chased him around her yard for a while and then he took off across another road to another yard. Lady gave me a bucket to try to catch him. I carried it for a while but didn't even have the chance to see if it would work. This yard had a lot of ornamental plants and pine trees and then I really lost him. I sent Steve back with the bucket while I tried looking a little more. He said the lady went in the house when she saw him coming. The bird was nowhere to be found. :(
Mr. Robin is somewhere all gimpy and wish I would have caught him. Now I'll worry. And feel guilty about not catching him when I had the chance.