Actually, I'm just a grouchy old sum##### who's dug one too many rotten geese out of my combine, picked up too many broken beer bottles from my pasture, and taken too much crap from people who feel they have a RIGHT to do what they want on my land.
Some of the time folks can actually get along with meAnd I only fantasize about castrating a trespasser, I probably won't ever really do it.
Hmmmm, I think we'd get along real well tumbleweed. For years I've talked of hooking the power line to the top strand of the perimeter fence. That way you only need to collect the boots at teh end of season.

Can anyone tell we've had our share of trespassing? They are as good as poachers. IMO


















































