No one, and I mean absolutely no one, is talking to Waffle.

Mostly because he spends many hours in his day wrecking my fences (please note that he has not lost an ounce of weight either.  Funny that.)

I watched him deliberately tread down on the bottom part of the only run of wire fence, stick his head between the top wire and the actual fence to bend over it and eat the long grass on the other side.  Little sod.

My non electric fences are wrecked all thanks to Waffle.

So, today, I walked the original electric fence fixing things that needed to be fixed, while testing both wires every few paces.

And I do feel bad because the grass on the other side is waist high.

This fence was zapping beautifully and that is when I decided to extend the fence to the bit that wasn’t electrified – the bit Waffle was standing on.

And so Waffle is not talking to me now and I’m not talking to him either.

I did see him canter off down the track in an unexpected way.   I do hope he got zapped……

I know it’s wrong, but I really do.

I am so fed up with him.