The kids brought home a small bird yesterday. Momma bird was nowhere to be found and a cat was seen closing in. My own cats regularly dine on a mixed menu of wild canaries and starlings. They are especially fond of the baby starlings that fall out of the eaves of my neighbors garage.
This little guy's marking looked like a baby duckling, but the beak and passerine feet clearly indicated we had something else. We started 'googling' and found out we had a baby quail on our hands.
This morning had us making a 100 mile round trip and a fifty dollar donation to send our little guy to the bird rescue. He was introduced to his new covey of fuzzy little buddies and we said our goodbyes.
Here he is!
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