My son and I have been chatting and texting and emailing a bunch this evening. I miss him insane amounts though.

Ready, I was thinking of you and your sore knee today when I was working on the fence for the duck pen. We covered the existing fence in a chicken wire that should be weasel proof if it's tight enough. So I spent four hours putting it up, almost entirely by myself, trying to get it 'weasel tight." The clips and the special "clip pliers" absolutely killed my hands, and my back and knees are killing me. I feel as bad as if I were bucked off a horse. I will be joining you in the RICE routine, Ready. LOL. Rest, Ice, Compression and Elevation for those who missed my earlier post.