I saw him in there with my beautiful corn plant in his mouth and I hollered "Deacon, get out of there" He came padding up to me and I told him to get his fanny in the house. He knew he is not supposed to be in the garden. He went in the house and knew I was unhappy with him. I fixed his breakfast and he was laying on the sofa. I walked over to him and patted him on the head and told him to go eat. So he did.
Here I am paying all this money for a corn free kibble and he is eating my corn plants. Well hes not eating the plants or the corn. He is just breaking them off and dragging them across the yard. Or he is just steamrolling them and breaking them off at the ground. Every day I am loosing more corn. I planted 72 plants and now I only have about 30 left.

I know the most logical thing to do is to fence it off, but I am not sure if it is worth it now. He hasnt touched the rattlesnake beans, or the crook neck squash or the zucchini or the okrey or watermelon or pumpkins. But it is open season on my corn. But the problem is, I dont have a tiller. I have to use the John Deere Tractor with the big AP plow or the even bigger disk harrow. I planted a small garden with alot of plants. I was trying that out and it has been very successful. I am going to have to build a tempory fence I do believe. Something I can move out of the way when we have to keep it tilled this fall. I think tonight I am going to move my round pen panels into the yard to see if that deters him some.
Ok, thanks to listening to me whine. Because that is what I have totally done. I know the answer to my problem. Mabye I just needed a listening ear. Next year, my garden will be Fort Knox.
I guess it is true. Deacon is a corndog. And you know, this is the first thing I can complain about him. So I guess I really shouldnt complain.
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