I know, I know...
we're full, but how could I resist this imprinted
girl? Poor darling doesn't know what feed even is. I
can't get her to eat Mazuri or cracked corn. We have
to dig up nightcrawlers and bury them in her food
dish to encourage her to go anywhere near her food
It appears whoever
had her was just letting her forage for herself in
Lord have Mercy...
I think we'll name her Mercy!
Look at the
fluff in her nostrils--ha ha! So cute!