At the end of my road is a house which is certainly unique. The owner has scrounged all manner of weird and wonderful materials. Tons of reclaimed wood. Hundreds of wine and other bottles. A myriad shapes and sizes of windows. Pretty much every roofing material known to man (or woman, for such is the owner/builder.)
This is how she protects herself and her property:
Sign on a neighbour's gate, photographed by Catweasel.
I can vouch for the presence of all the neighbour's guardians as indigenous species except the Guinea cock. Several locals have Guinea fowl, though, and they are some of them not the friendliest of creatures. You do not want to hear the way some of them talk to me. And the dog is a sweetie.
Trust me, I'm a doctor.
Catweasel
No problem is so large or so difficult that it cannot be blamed on someone else.
