Most men will do anything to get out of doing household chores, but my husband who is a very intelligent man comes up with interesting solutions to ordinary things.
When our boys were small we bought a parcel of land in Zapata, Texas. Although we were within the city limits thick brush surrounded our weekend retreat that needed to be maintained.
When we bought the place I envisioned grass growing around the house, neatly trimmed mesquite and oak trees, and a cactus garden in one corner of the lot. My sons and their dad could care less about the yard all they wanted to do once we got there was take off to the deer lease that was a few miles away.
The first month everything looked beautiful, but then the grass and the brush began to grow back and every weekend when we got there it was higher and thicker. Whenever I would throw out the trash I would envision rattle snakes crawling around the brush.
After waiting patiently for a couple of months, by then the brush was up to my waist. I told the guys I wouldn’t come back unless they cleared out the brush or they found someone to do it.
So, the next weekend they went without me. I felt guilty about making my sons eat their dad’s cooking, but I was determined to have a nice yard.
When they got home that weekend the boys were ecstatic.
“We have a surprise for you!” My youngest son said, the minute they walked in the door.
“You guys found someone that will take care of the yard.” I said.
“No,” my oldest son said. “It’s even better than that.”
“You did it yourselves?” I asked.
“No,” my husband said. “We took care of the problem forever. We bought some sheep.”
“Mom, they’re great!” my oldest son said. “We named them Beavis and Hooch. Wait until you see them.”
“They’re so big,” my youngest added. “That Dad almost couldn’t get them in the suburban.”
“Please tell me you didn’t put sheep in our suburban.”
“Of course,” my husband said without hesitation, “how else was I going to get them to the house?”
My husband explained how on their way to find someone to take care of the yard, they had met a rancher who owned some sheep. The rancher had told them that a couple of sheep would take care of their problem and they would never have to worry about grass growing on the property.
I have to admit that Beavis and Hooch were kind of cute. When the guys were at the deer lease they were my companions. I would open the sliding door to let in fresh air and as soon as they heard music playing they would come up the stairs and sit right next to the sliding door screen.
However, in a matter of weeks Beavis and Hooch not only ate all the grass and brush, they also ate my oak trees, roots and all, and destroyed my cactus garden. These animals ate so much that in one month the land around our home looked like a desert.
Now the problem was keeping the animals fed.
After six months of worrying about Beavis and Hooch running out of food on the weekends we couldn’t go to Zapata, we had to get rid of them.
Some family members suggested we have them as a meal. I refused to do that to my pets, and I made my husband return them to the rancher he had bought them from.
Beavis and Hooch did such a good job on our yard it took almost 6 months for anything to grow back, and this gave my husband time to think of another way of getting out of having to work on the yard.