I look left and right when I should be looking up. First thing, one of the Wallendas took a flying leap from a beam and landed at my feet in the morning. I swear mice are made of India rubber. They fall the equivalent of a 20 story building and race off like they'd just stepped off a curb.
Just because not one of the local thugs showed up (yes, again!!) didn't mean I was safe from thieves. Blue jays are constantly helping themselves from the feed bucket. Sometimes there is a line waiting for me to get out of the way, as this one was yesterday. As I sit milking, they swoop down and I feel the wind from their wings.
If ya can't beat 'em, you have to try to out think 'em. There are going to be a lot of disappointed mice, rats, and squirrels in the feed barn because the scratch is now stored in that metal trash can. Let's see Thing chew his way into that! That's a combined weight of 305 pounds of feed to unload. I learned my lesson the last time I didn't get it all put away. I've got to win some once in awhile.
2 comments:
Glad you have switched to metal..don forget bongie cords for lids
the raccoons are getting smarter..and we have bears here who know how to lift lids.
I don't see 100 in forecast, but high nineties aren't so great either.
Good luck outsmarting! Looks like a good plan!
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