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LunarEclipse
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The Dying Quail
#15000691 - 08/30/11 07:54 AM (12 years, 6 months ago) |
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Yesterday while painting a house I noticed a quail flopping on the deck outside a picture window. It appeared to have gotten its feet stuck in between two boards. Just to be sure it wouldn't peck me, I went and grabbed some gloves so I might be able to "save" it. Well, just as I lifted it up it died in my hands. At the same time it made the saddest sound of pain resignation. I wouldn't even try to describe it other than to say that bird knew it was making it's last wail. And it was dead. Like a warm rock. I tried to bring it back to life I thought maybe it was just knocked out by the window. Then I realized the poor bird had broken its neck. All because it thought it could fly into my house. A young male quail quite beautiful until that event.
Well that was my sad story on my birthday no less. Happy Birthday Lunar well don't say it now. Too late.
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Icelander
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Did you eat the quail?
Grease lightly with coconut oil, wrap in bacon and bake in one half acorn squash at 350. Enjoy. Why waste it as you'll just have to kill something else.
Happy after your birthday btw.
-------------------- "Don't believe everything you think". -Anom. " All that lives was born to die"-Anom. With much wisdom comes much sorrow, The more knowledge, the more grief. Ecclesiastes circa 350 BC
Edited by Icelander (08/30/11 11:13 AM)
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FishOilTheKid
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I was in Costa Rica sitting out on a deck at a little hostel and I saw the same thing happen. I watched this little green bird fly right into the window and flop to the ground. I was sitting with a cat that was hanging around the area. I ran down and picked it up to see if I could save it. It wasn't moving but when I put it in my hands it sort of jolted awake then righted itself on one of my fingers. I sat down with it on my finger talking to it trying to tell it to try to take flight if it could at any time. Just then it jumped into flight and the cat sprang from where it was and caught it in her mouth a couple feet off the ground. I then had to fish the bird out of the cats mouth and send it off again. I felt like a fucking savior. LOL.
happy birthday
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I know you like posts with music and videos in them, so here's one for you:
-------------------- “Strengthened by contemplation and study, I will not fear my passions like a coward. My body I will give to pleasures, to diversions that I’ve dreamed of, to the most daring erotic desires, to the lustful impulses of my blood, without any fear at all, for whenever I will— and I will have the will, strengthened as I’ll be with contemplation and study— at the crucial moments I’ll recover my spirit as was before: ascetic.”
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LunarEclipse
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FishOilTheKid said: I was in Costa Rica sitting out on a deck at a little hostel and I saw the same thing happen. I watched this little green bird fly right into the window and flop to the ground. I was sitting with a cat that was hanging around the area. I ran down and picked it up to see if I could save it. It wasn't moving but when I put it in my hands it sort of jolted awake then righted itself on one of my fingers. I sat down with it on my finger talking to it trying to tell it to try to take flight if it could at any time. Just then it jumped into flight and the cat sprang from where it was and caught it in her mouth a couple feet off the ground. I then had to fish the bird out of the cats mouth and send it off again. I felt like a fucking savior. LOL.
happy birthday
Funny I too was in Costa Rica and was visiting with the owner of an establishment who was into birds. We were sitting on his porch and a hummingbird flew into his window. I have never seen a hummingbird screw up like that before or since. Fortunately it hadn't done major damage, just knocked out. He mixed up a little sugar water and had an eye dropper and sure enough after the bird came to it drank a little before going on its way. Yea we felt pretty cool too.
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Re: The Dying Quail [Re: Icelander]
#15002800 - 08/30/11 04:50 PM (12 years, 6 months ago) |
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Icelander said: Did you eat the quail?
Grease lightly with coconut oil, wrap in bacon and bake in one half acorn squash at 350. Enjoy. Why waste it as you'll just have to kill something else.
Happy after your birthday btw.
Thanks.
Hell no I didn't eat it but did consider it. Not much into all that prep work the plucking of feathers. I tossed it in the trash can. Funny I view dead things as pretty much trash and that bird has a landfill in its future. I would have tossed it to be eaten by something else but the flies will get it and other stuff anyway. What's left when the life is gone besides food for something?
And what's with bacon anyway speaking of food?
"bacon, I like bacon..."
Edited by LunarEclipse (08/30/11 04:51 PM)
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You don't need to pluck a quail. Jab a knife under the breastbone to make a cut. Push your thumb into the cut and pull up on the breastbone and the little breast will come right off and you can pull the skin off feathers and all in one pull. Takes about 20 seconds for the whole operation. The rest isn't worth the trouble and I would give it to the dog. The bacon flavors the breast and the squash and also keeps both from drying out.
-------------------- "Don't believe everything you think". -Anom. " All that lives was born to die"-Anom. With much wisdom comes much sorrow, The more knowledge, the more grief. Ecclesiastes circa 350 BC
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