And awesome fences are…well, what I built. You probably remember that we got a dog a few months ago. I honestly had no idea what sort of a pain dogs were, but alas, I have Ginny and she’s a good dog. She loves being outside so I have no problem letting her stay outside during the day while we are at work. The problem is that she has worn all the grass from her kennel and her outhouse is far too close to my house.
Like a good dog owner, I want to protect Ginny from neighborhood dogs as well as gypsies, tramps and thieves…and Cher.
Oh yeah, lets’ take a moment to listen to Cher when she still looked somewhat human:
Anyhow, our house didn’t have a fenced in area so my cheap-skate brain kicked in and I started digging fence post holes. Actually, we first had to cut down a mess of a tree that was on the one corner of the property where the fence was to go. The tree had grown up pretty badly into the power, phone and cable lines that run on the edge of our property.
Again, being cheap, I couldn’t see paying someone hundreds of dollars when I could crawl up on a conductive aluminum ladder near the power lines to cut the junk down. Slowly but surely, I was able to pick away at the branches until I could safely drop the tree. Once done, I commenced digging and have almost completed the fortress as Isaac likes to call it.
(we did chainlink on one side so Ginny would be able to see out)
So the fence will be great for keeping Ginny safe, but it also hides the mess that my neighbors leave about in their yard. They collect animals and stuff and just seem to be unable to haul all their junk to the curb on trash day. I won’t rant too long (but boy I could).
Let’s just say that the thousand bucks we spent on this fence has saved us many thousands in mental health bills. Emily has found her zen place behind our new walls!