tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536508750490513090.post9135917118458123559..comments2010-12-08T21:14:57.706-08:00Comments on The Daily Harvest: Daily DinnerKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11189222026185040974noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536508750490513090.post-54889409918008164402008-12-04T16:51:00.000-08:002008-12-04T16:51:00.000-08:00They are still in the recycling bin inside our hou...They are still in the recycling bin inside our house. I'm nervous to put them out and am not too excited about eatting them, so we are in a stale mate. <BR/>I went by my friend Jim's house on the way home from work today to ask if he wanted my quail to join his quail (or if he would mind if they did.) He wasn't there, but I peeked around his yard and noticed that his quail pen was... empty! <BR/>Quail = probably a bad idea.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11189222026185040974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536508750490513090.post-36300375167377377702008-12-04T15:34:00.000-08:002008-12-04T15:34:00.000-08:00OK.Now I really want some of Bob's venison.Eve...OK.<BR/>Now I really want some of Bob's venison.<BR/>Even tho I cherish the big sleek deer in our yard & would never consider them dinner.<BR/><BR/>oops gotta go!<BR/><BR/>Whatever has become of the two quailing quail?Jaymehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12805886461992761454noreply@blogger.com