It didn't mind being petted at all, but it didn't want to be picked up. When it flew back up into the skylight, Wes gave up because he was in the midst of studying for tomorrow's sermons. I went and got the broom and handed it to Beth - 'cause I'm brave like that - and she began to coax the bird onto the broom.
It finally perched on the end of the broom and she carried it across the living room to the window.
The bird promptly perched on the metal frame around the window and longingly looked outside! Beth got it to sit on the broom once more and put him outside the window.
This time he hung upside down on the window frame. One more little push with the broom and away he flew!