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Because I live to inform.

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Clearly my ancestral people are not feeding their foxes as well as I do.

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Here’s what she found – the fact that she has entirely too much time on her hands.

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Not exactly what I’d call all natural.

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I hope no one out there is using this poison. It’s a certified cancer causing agent and is some how still being sold in the United States. That fact that Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas was a Monsanto lawyer may have something to do with this.

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Just some more cute pictures of our backyard nibblers.

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Momma chuck still looks peeved.

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But from what I can tell she’s down to 3 hold out children who won’t leave home.

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Mourning dove bonus on this shot.

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After calling the stone yard every day for a week to see if they were back open, we finally caught a break and drove over to pick out the second pallet of rocks.

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Naturally he wanted the one in the back, buried under another pallet, and red flagged it accordingly.

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After the over loaded truck fiasco with the first batch, I’d managed to talk the husband into having this one delivered and breathed a sigh of relief he wouldn’t need to replace a vehicle….

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Until I came home from the grocery store the next morning to find he went and picked them up himself anyway because delivery would be two weeks out. Patience? They name is not my husband’s.

He unloaded half of the first batch of rock in the middle of the garden bed and half around the edges, which made no sense to me as the ones on the edges would need to be moved again during construction… but whatever. I think we’ve established he does things his way, right or wrong.

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The first batch he brought home was scattered on the truck bed, the second sat right on the axle. Say what you want about old Fords… this baby is hauling twice what’s she rated for.

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So. The second pallet is here and ready to be deployed.

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Even though the stones are considerably larger this time around.

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