First, I want to show you the lovely mourning dove on my front fence. I’m kind of getting used to seeing him/her there. I like that.
The other fence I’m sharing is the one by MJ. He spends most of his time lying in the doorway of the barn. The fence right there is what separates him from Maxine and Norma Jean. I’m not happy with Maxine.
While MJ might stare out into the Back Forty and think about how nice it is out there in the summer, Maxine is thinking about (and somewhat trying) joining MJ in the barnyard by coming through my fence. (And we know what the geese are waiting for, don’t we.)
The ground is too frozen for me to be able to fix it right now. I’m not sure what I’m going to do about that mess she’s making. Snooty bovine!