reminds me of my quail which died cos the tongue broken and
blood keep flowing into her lungs.
she was 3 years old by then
i still remember she lay eggs(1 in every 36 hours) for us to eat.
but i did not dare to eat it cos i know what i feed her.
everytime we let her walk in my house. sometimes she hide somewhere
we dont know and the only way to get her out is shaking her food
container.
she get used of us torturing her by making gripping her feet and
hang her upside down like the roasted ducks sold on the
streets
when she's hungry, she chirp loudy. got pattern one when she
chirp.
she got once bitten by our neighbour dog but recovered soon after
we apply aloe vera on her wound. and after.. the recovered botak
areas grow feathers
when we gave her a new styrofoam box, she will make windows out of
it. she would stick her head out of her window to see whats
happening outside the box
and i'm proud that she's our house pest busters. 
