Last year, I killed 20 eggs with high temperatures in the incubation just after one quail was born. That quail became Clarissa, a very sweet animal. Figuring that lightning doesn’t strike twice, I got another batch of quail eggs this spring, determined to pay better attention to their incubation temperatures. Starting on Mother’s Day, we hatched a total of 5 out of 20 this time, still quite a small hatch rate. Here’s a photo of the first one out of the egg.
Although we started out with intentions to hold them a lot and recreate the magic of having a quail as a pet, they arrived just before we hosted an astrology workshop, so our focus was on other things. They became more wild. They started to hop out of their enclosure when they were alarmed, and the next week was spent chasing quail with the children. Tom and Elena became adept at cornering a quail and getting him back into the enclosure. However, as feathers filled in, the task became never-ending! I decided to open the door to allow the quail to get themselves back into their home.
They have been wandering around as a quail pack in the house for about 2 weeks. Here are some videos of their meanderings.
Today, we open the door to allow them to wander out into the world. Bugs and dirt rolling await and they may not return to come back into the house. I will let you know what happens!