But he did remind me of another hysterical occurance. This corn fiasco went on for three years and who is the gluten for punishment I might add............husband the corn grower for god's sake give it up man. No he was going to try one more thing...........he heard/read about playing music that would scare the raccoons away. So he had a timer to go on just prior to dusk to turn the music on.
Now here is the picture raccoons are dining on husbands corn in the lite he provided, to the tunes of probably Creedance Clearwater Revival singing "Proud Mary". Where is that picnic table he promised. stay tuna'd
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