I was wondering if someone would ask what's behind the fence. It's just a very steep, rocky hill that nobody can walk on. We used to do that when we lived with a field behind our house. Joe does most of the poop-scooping and he doesn't fling it, I'm just lazy. He digs a hole or garbage bags it.
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Yea! The girls are growing up! Now they can add that job to their resume!
Um...yeah...just curious...WHAT or more importantly WHO is on the other side of that fence.
I hear real estate is all about LOCATION, LOCATION, LOCATION.
I don't think I'd wanna live behind THAT fence. :-)
I need to get my girls trained...with two sheep and one dog they could each cover an animal.
I was wondering if someone would ask what's behind the fence. It's just a very steep, rocky hill that nobody can walk on. We used to do that when we lived with a field behind our house. Joe does most of the poop-scooping and he doesn't fling it, I'm just lazy. He digs a hole or garbage bags it.
My love to the Super Duper Pooper Scooper(s). Were those huge Daffodils I saw along the fence!!!!
:) cracking me up!!
:)
I would teach my boys to fling it over the fence too but that would mean that we would be flinging it into the school yard. GROSS!!
that is too funny! Looks like she is enjoying it!
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