I've been having an ongoing conflict with my neighbor about his apparent inability to control his livestock. Specifically, this time, chickens, again.
For people who don't know, chickens are fine - as long as they aren't where they're not wanted. If they are, they are very destructive.
I had hoped that after the last time, when he insisted that he has a right to pasture his fowl on my land - insistence delivered with enough yelling and cursing to scare both my S.O. and myself - we would be done.
That was about 6 months ago, and the chickens are back.
I'm getting really sick of this Oliver Wendell*.
*explanation: an "Oliver Wendell" is a person who knows everything there is to know about farming EXCEPT how do do it.
The name comes from an old tv comedy called "Green Acres," where the main character is named "Oliver Wendell Douglas."
For people who don't know, chickens are fine - as long as they aren't where they're not wanted. If they are, they are very destructive.
I had hoped that after the last time, when he insisted that he has a right to pasture his fowl on my land - insistence delivered with enough yelling and cursing to scare both my S.O. and myself - we would be done.
That was about 6 months ago, and the chickens are back.
I'm getting really sick of this Oliver Wendell*.
*explanation: an "Oliver Wendell" is a person who knows everything there is to know about farming EXCEPT how do do it.
The name comes from an old tv comedy called "Green Acres," where the main character is named "Oliver Wendell Douglas."
