I blew them all into a pile around the big Black Walnut Tree. There was a bunch of debris that had been collecting around that tree for awhile. Not to mention some saplings had decided to call that home. So I figured I would roast them all.
Of course Big Brown Dog was there to help.
We got all the leaves burned up and then the neighbor stopped by with his Aussie, Hunter. Hunter and Gunner were running side by side when they ran by this pole in the back yard. Hunter hit a piece of metal sticking out of the side of the post and ripped his lower eyelid wide open. Poor guy looked like he just climbed out of the Octagon on the Ultimate Fighting Championship. He was dripping blood everywhere. I felt bad for him. I believe he was going to go for stitches. I'll let you know.
That was my evening. I had to share this one last thing with you though.
On my way to the barn I passed the chicken coop and this sign hangs on the door. It was given to me by a fellow co-worker. It always seems fitting on a chicken coop door.
That about sums it up!!!!!!!!!!!