Next thing I know, Chirpee and Deereandy are in the yard pulling weeds. Then I heard Chirpee cry a bit as the sound of a chainsaw rang through the air. Hmmmmm, knowing my husband I figure he's out cutting down a tree. This, of course, led to his next inspiration of attaching our Juniper bushes via chain to his dad's pick up. The rest is history. It is now 9:30pm, dark and I hear Deereandy outside below our living room window picking up the remains of the day.
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Wow, that's a lot of work! It looks like you have more space now.
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