I feel like every time the duck is home, we undertake these gigantic house projects.

And every time I tell him what we are going to do I feel like he wants to murder me more and more every time.

This particular trip home of his, I have decided he should build the 60 foot fence on the side of our house and landscape as well..

(consider me murdered)

See there is a back story here..

We share our property line with a SUPER CREEPY old dude and his SUPER CREEPY OLD mother

I mean Creepy...(he hit my gardener with a hammer because he blew a leaf on his rented property, yikes)


Here is whats happening with it thus far.



and tomorrow...

(in my dreams)


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