Showing posts with label Quail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quail. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Quail

Quail are the most abundant bird species in these parts. They’re all over the place and you hear their chirps all day every day, a very pleasant form of background music. Come sundown they all fly up into the trees to roost, safe from marauding coyotes.

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Trish read up on quail, learned that they post a sentry on a high point like a fence or rock to sound an alarm if there’s danger to the covey as they forage for seeds on the ground. This raises all sorts of questions in my ever-curious mind:

1. Who appoints the sentry?

2. Is there a covey committee or birdie board that decides whose turn it is to pull duty, how long the shifts last and so on? If so, are the committee/board members elected? How often are elections held, who is eligible to vote, are there term limits?

3. Could be that birds have benevolent dictatorships rather than democracies; in what manner then is the head bird determined?

4. Maybe it’s a just a volunteer position and after a few hours the on-duty bird cheeps the message, “Hey, I’m starving here! It’s time for a new sentry. Dan, get your fat ass over here!”

5. What if Dan responds with, “Pluck you, Quentin. I just found a really good mess of seeds, my favorites, gonna snarf ‘em up.” Who does Quentin complain to? Is there a grievance committee? A union?

6. Is this a males-only position or do females pull guard duty also?

7. May gay birds be guards if they don’t ask and don’t tell?

8. If the sentry falls asleep and a cat nails one of the grazing birds, is the guilty birdie punished? In what manner?


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Does anyone out there speak Quail?