This afternoon as I was trying to close up my chickens for the night, I had a little surprise visitor. Actually I had seen her or him a couple of days before. Maybe he or she is hanging around because I have a waterer that I keep on the outside of my chicken pens under a flat bed trailor. About three years ago we ended a 50 year old business operation of raising quail. We raised about 100,000 per year and sold to hunting preserves. Mostly we sold Bob White Quail but there were a few years that we also raised Tennesee Red Quail. Evidently this little visitor is a mix between a Bob White and a Tennesee Red.
Here is a picture of the backside but the head is a little blurry due to movement.
