If you ever needed proof I am not a real farmer…here it is. Grace noticed a hole in the side of the chicken yard this morning. Something chewed through the wire. A few more bites and it would have been inside.
Since I’m working from home today, I went out after lunch and tried to do a patch job. My only real hope is that whatever was chewing through the fence will get it’s eyes poked out on the pointy bits if it tries again.
I really am a bad farmer.