When I got home, I filled a ramekin with water and we got him settled for the night. We put him on the bathroom counter and closed the door so he'd be warm and safe and out of a certain kitty's curious reach.
I checked on him through the night and each time, he was flapping his wings, ready to GO.
As soon as we got up, we let him go. I held Tabbie Hoffman and Larry took the carrier out on the patio and as soon as he unzipped it, Little Birdie took off like a bullet! I circled him in red so y'all could see him. I commented on Facebook that his chains are gone, he's been set free. :)
I told Larry the whole time Little Birdie was with us, I was singing "Little Birdie" from Charlie Brown's Thanksgiving. :)