Monday, March 17, 2014

Dogs are the rottenest!

My two farm dogs from Alberta are unfamiliar with fences.  They don't seem to understand that fences are to keep bad guys, deer, wolves etc out and rotten dogs in.  It started with Zama...

Exhibit A:  Zama

She started crawling through any of the five gates on the property to bring back anything related to a dead deer; bones, legs, hooves or skulls to gnaw on in the yard.  Then a couple weeks ago, Bjorn discovered he too could haul his giant carcass through the gates...


Exhibit B:  Bjorn

It didn't take long before I heard through the 'Island Grapevine' that my neighbor was unhappy with my rotten dogs.  Last week I picked up a roll of stucco wire and set to work fencing all my gates.  *insert giant sigh here*  Boy, I was proud of my afternoon of hard work.  A job well done!

The next day I came back from a day spent in town to find my dogs waiting for me outside the yard.  What the hell?!  They both discovered they could sqeeeeeeeze through where the two gates meet on the driveway.  Grrrrrrrrr!!  Next step...I had to run rods in between the two gates to hold them from being opened.


This is their new tactic.  Let's dig under the gate...

Dogs.  The rottenest. 

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