A few of the tiles fell off when we moved the bird (which we have referred to by every fowl type from chicken to pigeon over the course of this adventure - I think I like calling it a duck best - it seems so irreverent, somehow). In the early morning I am still tapping at the surface to loosen any likely suspects and re-adhere some of the fallen tiles which will need time to dry before we grout.

IMPORTANT HINT: Never ask a last minute artist if you can be of help - unless you really want to get your hands dirty. My friend Michele Dennis offered to help with the grout (which Barry refused to do based on prior experience with how messy and tedious it can be). So around 8 pm Michelle and I we mixed half a 5 gallon pail of grout and spread it as quickly as possible and then realized we needed to mix more. It was exhausting and nervous work because this is a big ol' turkey and the grout was hardening at one end before we got to apply the grout at the other end. We were both in a sweat and my duck looked pretty grimy for a while - perhaps irretrievably, I thought!
Before and after grout (plus the addition of some magic sculpt leg enhancements to cover a pair of unfortunate ankles! (It's never over til it's over...)
Before and after grout (plus the addition of some magic sculpt leg enhancements to cover a pair of unfortunate ankles! (It's never over til it's over...)