Blessing A few years ago I ordered some Old English Game from Cackle Hatchery. In the order (unbeknown to me) were two Bobwhite Quail. One was doa on arrival, the other was a male that was raised with the chickens. He was a blessing to say the least! While I had them caged together he had to constantly be on the run, but as soon as I could I let them all run free. He still hung out with the chickens but kept his distance. He even roosted in the trees with them. This seems crazy but when I would walk out of my house and he would see me ( sometimes 20 yards away) he would fly up to me. I would always have some grain to give him. It was so neat to see a bird that is shy in the wild to be so social. Unfortunately one day he spooked in the yard and sustained a wound when he flew into a fence. He died the next morning in my hands. I don’t know how that little guy made his way in the box of chickens but I’m so glad he did. I hope to get back on a farm some day soon and make an order from Cackle. That order will definitely include some Bobwhite Quail. I use to hunt quail. I couldn’t do that now, not after this experience and with everything else that they have to go through to survive.
