I should confess there are no quick errands around these parts. Everything takes at least an hour and we were gone for ninety minutes. So much can happen in those ninety minutes.
When we got back, the dogs went over to a patch of gourds growing near the outside of the barn. There, limp and appearing lifeless was Cookie Doe! Somehow she had found a way out of the barn and pen, and without finding water on the 100 degree day, collapsed. I picked her up, sat her on my lap and while holding her head upright, I did light compressions on her chest. She started breathing! Then, I rushed her to the baby pool to get her all wet and then held her in the windy shade area while Rob got the car. Next, we drove her around to let the air conditioning slowly revive her. Lastly, I coaxed her to finally take water to drink she had been refusing until then. Once she was back to bucking around and hollering, I knew she was okay.
Throughput the miserably hot weekend, we kept everyone cool and hydrated with ice cubes, the baby pool, and endless fresh water. Cookie Doe is completely fine now and all five of my girls are doing well.
Unfortunately, the same cannot be said for the keets. The first day we lost three, them the others kept dropping through the weekend. The last of them died overnight last night. We did everything we could, but either the temperatures were too high for them, or they were a sickly bunch, we just don't know what happened.
However, our injured quail are fully healed and we're just waiting for the feathers to grow back before they rejoin the others. This is life on a farm!
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