From the story my mom told me (quite possible a huge lie) somehow or another a quail majically squeezed its way through one of the doors and on to the ground, where a dog was waiting to eat it. Somehow she majically got up out of the pool and over to the dog before irt ate the little bite size morsel?
Luckily it wasn't my rooster, but it ticked me off. I was the last person of me to know of to open that door and i know for a fact the quail couldn't have magically done it.
Oh well story goes "can;t have nothing in this world" ha ha.
Luckily it wasn't my rooster, but it ticked me off. I was the last person of me to know of to open that door and i know for a fact the quail couldn't have magically done it.
Oh well story goes "can;t have nothing in this world" ha ha.
