Just as I reached the main gate, I heard a sound that could have been Linus about half a block away.  Whistling and running, I then heard an unmistakable African Grey cry indicating predators nearby.  I could see a middle aged man, a teenager and a couple of cats peering at a dense hedge.  The man asked if I was looking for a parrot.  He said that there was a talking bird in the hedge.  In his driveway was a small parakeet cage that they were going to try and put Linus in.  I quickly asked the teenager to stay away from Linus.  I took only seconds to penetrate into the hedge next to where Linus was perching.  He was upset with the people and the cats.  This time, I was able to get a couple of fingers around his foot, mindful of his fragile bones.  The next move was a hand around his neck.  He bit a little at first but stopped as I moved him under my sweatshirt.  He wasn't going to get away a third time.  After thanking the people who had kept the cats away, I walked back to the condo project and Linus' cage.  It took no time at all to place Linus in his cage.  He was a bit ruffled but