See here, in this photo, this is what our yard (in all its enormity) looks like on an average 'cows come by' day. The good ole cows munch it down to cricket pitch level and you can see sweeping views, well certainly you can see the kitty once she gets off the porch.
Now we only have ten cows, who hate me, and so they never come up to the house and therefore our grass is now pushing the 1m in length. Michael has this little push mower, but the question is, when you back into property that large, where do you stop mowing? Pretty soon it will be above my head and I will have to trawl through to find my car.
It will be 'welcome to the grass safari, watch out for lions'. Which brings us to the duck. One of the two ducks - 'Duck' and 'Pinot' are missing, we dont know which one because they only come by the house when it rains and we cant tell them apart. But the other one has found a boyfriend amongst the native duckies and has moved in with him. We think that the missing duck may have been disposed of in a jealous duck on duck friendship bust up. Will keep you posted.
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