Cows. Hopeful beasts… considering the drinker is empty. We took the apron off last year, reframed and put most of the tin back on when we were told this water had been submitted for “emergency redevelopment”. I confess I lost enthusiasm for screwing off that last row. The tank has 46 outa sixty inches of water but nothing in the trough. I was gonna try and open the pipe with a blast outta the extinguisher, but when I set it down I saw the group of tarantula hawks assembled and decided tomorrow was a better day… THawks and rattlers… do not disturb..
Happy Saturday Night!
Cows