Never say never!
I was wondering why Vinodog 2 just happened to get into a very vociferous altercation with a quail every time she took a wee in a particular part of the vineyard.
I may have thought that spring and chick-rearing was at an end for the season, but apparently not the quail with the baker's dozen waiting to be hatched.
I feel all warm and fuzzy. Or is that the 2006 Cabernet franc speaking?