Quail on the Deck

When I drove up after school today, Ed met me on the drive and motioned me to be quiet and come to the back door...couldn't imagine what could be wrong. Then he whispered, "There's a mountain quail on the deck." I tiptoed in, looked out the front door, and there was a big ole fat quail just making himself at home. He stayed at the front door for the longest time just getting acquainted...sure would have been a nice dinner for someone!