I've seen all sorts of birds - from woodpeckers to peregrines - during my walks into work. The oddest thing, though, was hearing the cockadoodledoo! for the first time at around the corner of Central and Vernon in Somerville. Where'd it come from? Was I hallucinating? Didn't think one could keep poultry in the city like that.
Anyway, heard it many more times over the course of several years. Now it's stopped.
I do hope whoever took him returns him. From what I gather, his family misses him terribly. Heck, I miss his bright 'good morning!'s to us morning commuters.