Last year, late in the fall, one little beagle known by the name of Gracie, ripped a hole in my chicken fence. Gracie and I were outside. I had thrown a bucket of leftover food scraps into the chicken yard and did chicken chores then went inside. Gracie didn’t want to come in so I let her stay outside. A short time later, I heard the chickens squawk. I went outside to investigate and there was Gracie in the chicken yard eating the food scraps. I couldn’t figure out how that could happen until I saw this….
…a hole in the chicken fence. Hubby said he’d take care of it when he was done doing the fall field farm work. We put some landscaping bricks in front on the hole and….. it was forgotten.
…forgotten until spring. Well hubby is back in the field again….and his hand is still in a splint so the fence mending is suddenly my job. I’ve been married to a farmer for 25 years now so this doesn’t surprise me a bit. When I started patching, the chickens ran into the chicken house. They are a flighty bunch that don’t appreciate anything out of the ordinary. After five minutes passed, the barred rock came out to visit.
Then after a bit, the Delaware came out and started on her dust bath.
The landscape bricks put away and hole is patched….now I’m hoping that beagle of mine will leave the fence alone!
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