Magenta, Jennyo, Jack Halyard, Sandra in Sydney, JennyG and the twenty, four-year old preschoolers all ran to the window, and looked out, elbows jabbing and hips wriggling to get a good look. There, under the tree, was an enormous black bird, ehfolded in its vast, rubber-like webbed wings. And on the ends of its skinny legs, were huge, ugle claws, peeking out of a pair of fluffy lavender bed socks.