Becoming a farmer was not easy as I thought at the beginning.

Yeah, for a born into the city who use to think of all animals as pets, the reality becomes too rough.

If you have read the first part of this story, I was starting a new business plan to try to make some money, as far as I am living in a small rural town where nothing I learn to do at school is required.

The idea was to raise quail for the sale of quail eggs. In theory is easy and fast, because in 40 days the quail start to get eggs. Really fast, isn´t it? The bad part of the business is that not all the quail are born females.

Another ugly side of this kind of business is the risk of savage depredators. Weasels are not vegetarians and it is not their fault, it is that more money must be invested than expected.

Anyway, I also found out that people in my town don't eat quail eggs, they seem to consider it a very exclusive product.

So friends, here I am with another broken dream, and as poor as I begin this journey but still dream that a better world and life are possible.