Quails on the roof of the garage are an ongoing event and I enjoy every loud minute of it. This time it is mom and dad, most often it is just dad. The other day I could hear him very loudly but couldn't see him anywhere until I took some trash out. There he was on top of one of my chimneys.
As I was watching the quail through the back door, something caught my eye from the window.
Holy cats, Batman!! I have never seen this in all the years I have lived here and we sure know what had his attention. I pointed out the situation to Min and then clapped my hands and scared everyone away.
Ha! No killer instincts in this dog.
No comments:
Post a Comment