We live on a corner. We have had a fence…

A nice fence, yes. For a year or more. Got it for a wedding gift to each other.

And yesterday, a ring of the bell and a nice lady wanted to know where we got it.

We told her, told her how much, gave her the tour…

Three some hours later, a young man rings the bell, admires our fence and wants to know where we got it…

I swore if there was another in one day, I’m loading the gun. This is getting weird.