Dan Lazar tightened his harness and gave the pilot thumbs up. "Much obliged. Sometimes these cats throw fits." Dan slid the helicopter cargo door open as the pilot flew close to the griffin.
Dan unfolded his E-Z Reacher and attached a hunk of smelly meat to the hook. "Textbook maneuver. I couldn't have called it better myself. Now, all's I have to do is sprinkle moonbeam garnish on the meat and offer it."
"Yep." The pilot agreed, "Those griffins go for snazzy prey."
Dan offered the meat to the griffin. He hooted. "She ate the GPS transponder. Let's follow her."