That little varmit [tag]dog[/tag] Brody! He is going to cause me to have a stroke. This morning I was way out by the [tag]highway[/tag] mowing the ditch. I look over and there is Brody. He is just looking at me as if to say hi! He got out of the fence. If he’d have gone to the road instead of me he could have been hit by a car. Thank goodness he isn’t afraid of the mower and so he came right over to me.

I took wire and fixed the fence where he pushed it apart and squeezed through. Then I re-nailed the wire to the fence post. He is like a slinky! He can slither through the smallest hole. He has a whole acre of backyard complete with a pond, evergreen trees and lots of flowers to wonder through. Not enough for him apparently. rolling my eyes