I realized the quail weren't going to get any so I stood on the porch and threw some stale tortilla pieces on the ground for them to eat. I was wearing my fuzzy warm socks. I looked down and the cat has slipped out somehow and was standing on the porch mat. So I had to step on the soggy thing to get the cat back in and my socks got all cold and squishy. Yuck! So once we were back inside, I had to change socks. By the time I got back the quail were snatching up their tortillas and making a quick escape back into the bushes. I'm almost out of birdseed so I'm glad I had old bread. The bird feeding book says go ahead and give them bread, so I don't feel bad about it anymore.
I'm also saving up bacon grease layered with cornmeal for their next treat. And I got a salt brick to put out for them as soon as it stops raining.
|Holding the peanut butter pinecone the day I hung it up.|