I spent most of yesterday huddling inside, waiting out a windstorm. When I passed the driveway signs this morning I found the Dog sign lying full-length on the ground. I think the wind just finished knocking it down after an itchy cow dislodged it a couple of weeks ago.
Nighttime temps are still well below freezing so there’s not much point in worrying about it right now but I’ll make a note to bring home a sack of posthole cement next time I’m in town.
Stupid cattle. It’s always something.