Remember those cute little kittens I posted earlier about? Well... a wild, male cat had at them the other night and now they're in kitty heaven. Living in the city completely removes one from realizing that while nature is beautiful--and many of us humans have suddenly come to the conclusion that we need to get back to "our roots"-- it can also extremely vicious, particularly with newborns of any origin. As a city girl, the violent death of our two cute barnyard kittens was shocking! There is one more kitten left, and Tanner took it upon himself to hunt the wild cat with his gun the day after the "murders."
Speaking of newborns and nature, Vance and Louise ordered 100 day-old quail, and they arrived this morning. We put a little tray of water (.1 millimeter high, it seemed) in the feed trough (their new home) with them and when I came back 2 hours later they were soaked and almost 20 were dead. The live ones were piled on top of each other under the single heat lamp trying to keep warm, death camp style. We separated the feed trough in two, added a second heat lamp, figured out a better watering system, and now they're as perky as ever. (The reddish photos are the result of the heat lamp.
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