Toby and I spent a large part of last evening walking and measuring for a big fence around our yard. It has been something we have meant to do, but now a fire has been lit under us. We plan on putting a tall six foot, solid fence down the north side of the property between us and the neighbors. Then come off the big fence with a more see-through fence around the house. It will be big enough for the dogs to run free, but not roam. It will keep out cattle - that we will eventually have when we get the fence built. It will keep the horses from breaking the fruit trees when they come up to scratch themselves on the little trees. It is just needed and it is time.
While we were out, Max and Jack were out with us. Max is doing well, but his leg is wrapped in bandages and walking is difficult for him. The neighbors came driving up and said they had just chased our dogs off their property again. Nope, you did not chase our dogs. Our dogs have been right here with us. Max can barely walk much less chase cattle. I don't know whose dogs they were after now, but it makes me crazy. Yep, the fence is needed. I had the thought that I would paint a big finger on the backside when we are done. Hopefully, I will get past these thoughts.