When Ricky’s companion, Charlotte, died, we went in search of a new friend to keep him company and in doing so found out about a horrible backyard breeding cruelty case. We ended up adopting four older quail that day, liberating them from their stressful and neglected life inside a wire bottom raised outdoor hutch. They were all missing most of their feathers and Lilac suffered from a partially paralyzed leg and could barely walk. She spent most of the time inside our house and only lived about a month beyond the day we adopted her. At least she was able to feel the soft dirt beneath her toes and take dust baths and chase bugs until her last day.
The others turned out to be two more boys and a girl, which is not really the best ratio, but fortunately they all get along famously. They spend their days hanging out together running in and out of the junipers, hollowed out logs and driftwood. Ricky loves his new friends and snuggles right next to them at night inside one of their heated cabanas.
Click here to read more about sensitive button quail and why they should not be subjected to thoughtless hatching projects.