Since living here, I’ve seen many dead things – dead mice, dead rats, dead chickadees, dead squirrels, dead boar, and dead cows, if you count the old bones scattered here and there in the surrounding fields. Today, the dogs found a dead quail in the yard. (If I was into politics, this could be considered a bad sign for the republicans – LOL.) It looked like it just decided to leave – no trauma evident. I brought the dogs inside and picked it up with a shovel and placed it outside the boundaries of the yard. No doubt some coyotes or racoons or maybe even a bobcat will have a good dinner tonight.