Grammys Corgi Country

I guess it’s hunting season again. As I mentioned before, we live out in the middle of nowhere with BLM land all around us and whenever rabbit, dove or quail season opens, we start hearing the guns going off around us. I don’t mind having some rabbit jerky every once in a while, but I hate it when people shoot the poor little dove and quail… especially when we have watched the quail hatch and grow up. I keep praying they will learn to stay in and around our yard or at least on our property during this season.

You should see the tiny little puff balls when they first hatch. You will see a mama or daddy quail stick their head out of a bush and look around carefully, and if all is clear, then they run across the empty space between bushes with a whole bunch of little balls of fluff about 1 ½ inches around, running after the adult and followed by the other adult usually at the end of the line. It is so neat to see the parents taking care of their little ones… so much better than a lot of humans take care of their kids.

A year or so ago, we had gotten one of those l0 ft. around swimming pools, and my son was sitting quietly in it soaking and not moving. An adult quail stuck it’s head out of the bush just inside of the fence and looked around. My son sat really quietly and watched as it came out slowly and looked around and then lay down in some soft dirt and started to take a dust bath. Within a few minutes, 3 or 4 tiny little quail came out and started to copy their parent… a minute or so later, here came another several little ones. They kept on coming until there were about 15 babies and two adults out pecking around and taking dust baths.

After about 20 minutes, Robert got up quietly (The birds ran back into the bush) and came in and told me about it and we watched through one of the bedroom windows for several minutes until they started coming out again. It was so cute and precious to watch those little ones copying their parents… They would watch and then drop down and do the same thing they had watched their parents do. The parents took turns keeping a watch and bathing and eating, so they would all be safe. It was cool to see how God has given even the birds the knowledge of how to take care of their young. I wish that kind of love and family life were available to all of the kids that are born today. Having worked in the school system with the handicapped for 18 years, I’ve seen a lot more nastiness then I ever wanted to see in relation to some parent’s “care” of their kids… but then again, I’ve also see some of the most wonderful parenting in the world… Parents and/or grandparents who have given up almost every free minute to take care of their severely handicapped youngster. I just wish more parents were like those special people.

Have a Blessed day, and bring joy to someone you see today.

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