Bella was staring intently into the small chicken yard this afternoon. I figured she was just willing one of the smaller chickens to come out and “play.”
When I went out to check eggs, I saw what had her mesmerized.
A quail was eating from the chicken feeder. I thought to myself “That looks like one of our quail. What’s he doing in the chickenyard?”
So I turned to look at the long quail cage and discovered I had left the door open when I fed the quail earlier.
Now if I were in charge, I would fire me. Unfortunately, I’m not sure I could find a replacement.
After a quick inventory of the quail still in the cage, I realized the one eating from the feeder was not the only escapee. There were five or six others missing.
I debated briefly about simply closing the cage and letting those outside retain their freedom.
Then I recalled we’d paid money for these quail so I probably should attempt to recapture our investment.
I set the egg basket down and began creeping up on the quail roaming the chickenyard. They weren’t that hard to catch as they did not have much flying experience.
I did learn that I can only hold one at a time as they are wriggly little critters.
I managed to catch all I could find on our side of the fence. One had escaped into the neighbor’s yard, but I chose not to go retrieve it.
Remember, the neighbors already think we are strange after seeing me in my bee bonnet. In their backyard, in my bee bonnet, rounding up quail might prove grounds for a call for the patty wagon!
I suppose “quail wrangler” can now be added to my “chicken wrangler” title making me Sara Chicken/Quail Wrangler Extraordinaire.
I wonder. CW Sara may have chased down some quail, but is that the same as daily wrangling chickens? Enough to earn her a new title?
What do you think?
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