Killian's dog-park

(Photo by BobbaLew)

Our giant fence project is complete.
......Whereby we enclosed about two-thirds of our 4.7 acres with five-foot chainlink, so our dog can run unleashed without getting clobbered on NY State Route 65 in front of our house, or worse yet disappear completely (I’ve had it happen).
Perhaps half of what’s enclosed is woods, what grew up unfettered during 20 years on our abandoned cornfield.
Our dog is a hunter, so now she can hunt critters with gay abandon.
I.e. Not dragging around us humans.
That includes rabbits, and the squirrels and chipmunks that pigged out from our bird-feeders.
Plus the kitty-cat that snagged birds.
Our dog had already caught at least six bunny-rabbits before the fence.
I bet she soon catches more.
The other night she caught a mole.
The fence was finished last Friday (June 11, 2010), installed by Custom Fencing by Shanks of nearby Lima (“LYE-muh;” not “LEE-muh”), NY.
It took a whole week to do it, and one day it rained.
Fence-post holes had to be drilled in mud — our property has wet spots.
The posts are set in concrete.
But it’s not a swamp or a bog.
Just wet in a few places.
We tried to run fence on paths established long ago, but brush was impinging.
They had to do clearing.
So now we have a dog-park on our own property, although just for our current dog.
We call it the “Killian (‘KILL-eee-in’) Memorial Dog-Park,” in memory of a previous dog who would have loved it.
Like our current dog, Killian was a rescue Irish Setter, also a hunter.
It cost a fortune, but we were driven by one thing.
“You can’t take it with you!”

• Our current dog is “Scarlett;” a rescue Irish Setter. She just turned five, and is our sixth Irish Setter. (A “rescue Irish Setter” is an Irish Setter rescued from a bad home; e.g. abusive or a puppy-mill. By getting a rescue-dog, we avoid puppydom, but the dog is often messed up. —Scarlett isn't too bad.
• “Lima “ is a smallish rural town to the west of where we live in Western NY. It’s about six miles away.