Why is it when you escape the barn you decide that out of the 2,000 acres you have to run to, you head straight for my yard and my gardens.
This is what I came home from work to... Signs of a stampede through my yard. This was nice grass...
Darn things went right through the new iris starts I put in last fall. Pushed those babies 6 inches underground. I spent an hour re-digging them back out. Not fun since spring means pure mud on a farm. So much for having a hole-free yard. I'm going to sprain my ankle numerous times this summer I can already tell.
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