It’s now 8:30 and Vick and I just came in… We’re tired, cold, wet and MAD as hell that people in this area think they have a right to allow their dogs to run. We’re now down to the point of missing 36 birds… 10 or 11 of which, I’m sure are dead, so we’re hoping that another 25 are hunkered down in the woods and will show up at daybreak tomorrow.
Previous to this, Bollero ate his way out from under the fence again for the second time in as many days, so we went to Hilltown Agway to get wire to place all around the bottom of the existing fence so he can’t do that anymore. Had we put that wire on…… even in the rain…… we would have been out in the pasture working when this happened. Instead, we were sitting in the computer room, not 20 feet from the massacre. I sure hope tomorrow is better…… We only need this kind of crappy day once in a lifetime.