Dolo and gori I believe are the words in Bulgaski, which I have been informed mean down and up, this seems to sum up the the result of our building of 120 metres of fencing around the field.

After our friends Zahari and Nadka helped in this momentous task which took several days and involved clearing undergrowth to enable us to get near the places for the fencing, twelve or more concrete posts had to be renewed. These were positioned after digging a deepish hole to place the new posts in the ground.

After standing back and admiring our work and enjoying a well earned coffee mixed with some Rakia, our nine dogs were let loose and proceeded to run around the field and enjoy themselves. So that night we went to bed well happy with the result of our work and money spent to achieve the objective of the dogs enjoying themselves and not getting out the field and upsetting the neighbours.

Our small dogs have had a habit of going off for a days excursion and returning with items of women's clothing and balls of wool, where they were getting them from is a mystery to us and we haven't asked around to see who's clothes they are because most of them have been ripped apart!

So after our contented night's sleep, we let all nine dogs loose and after an hour there was only four of them left in the field! The small one's are wriggling under the fence and the big dogs are leaping over the top where we have part wall and part chain link fencing! So the end result is more work to do and more money to be spent in securing the fencing and making sure our neighbours are safe! NOT happy!

We can associate with this situation as the same happened to us last winter, one of our dogs was always managing to escape through our newly erected fence but luckily with the heavy snow we had last year we managed to follow his tracks and round him up and bring him home. We were often out in the middle of the night clad only in dressing gowns and wellie boots and armed with a torch to find him, what our neighbours thought one can only imagine! However on one occaison he was no where to be seen only for us to return home to find him sitting at the back door with a large frozen leg bone of some animal he had dug up from somewhere, he was so proud of himself as he sat there and presented it to us.

We eventually solved the problem by purchasing many broom handles cutting them in half, threading them through the bottom of the fencing and hammering them in to the ground to secure it, we also tied some green meshing to the top of the fencing to restrict his views to discourage him going over the top. It has worked well so far.................................

Trev62 wrote:

We can associate with this situation as the same happened to us last winter, one of our dogs was always managing to escape through our newly erected fence but luckily with the heavy snow we had last year we managed to follow his tracks and round him up and bring him home. We were often out in the middle of the night clad only in dressing gowns and wellie boots and armed with a torch to find him, what our neighbours thought one can only imagine! However on one occaison he was no where to be seen only for us to return home to find him sitting at the back door with a large frozen leg bone of some animal he had dug up from somewhere, he was so proud of himself as he sat there and presented it to us.

We eventually solved the problem by purchasing many broom handles cutting them in half, threading them through the bottom of the fencing and hammering them in to the ground to secure it, we also tied some green meshing to the top of the fencing to restrict his views to discourage him going over the top. It has worked well so far.................................

We can identify with your problem as well, because in the summer our dog Ayla was returning from her day's outing with the odd leg of cow with the hoof attached in her mouth and various parts of sheeps bones, including a sheep's head and leaving them scattered around our field. This ended up with the rest of the dogs sqobbling over which bone they considered was there's and the field resembling an animals graveyard. We buried them in the garden, but this wasn't good enough for them, so they just dug them up to retrieve them! Our final answer to this problem was to take the said bone and lobbing it high in the air to land in an abandoned property garden where they couldn't get to it! Living in the country here is a lot different to living in the UK where lighting a bonfire is illegal.

itchyfeet wrote:

Trev62 wrote:

We can associate with this situation as the same happened to us last winter, one of our dogs was always managing to escape through our newly erected fence but luckily with the heavy snow we had last year we managed to follow his tracks and round him up and bring him home. We were often out in the middle of the night clad only in dressing gowns and wellie boots and armed with a torch to find him, what our neighbours thought one can only imagine! However on one occaison he was no where to be seen only for us to return home to find him sitting at the back door with a large frozen leg bone of some animal he had dug up from somewhere, he was so proud of himself as he sat there and presented it to us.

We eventually solved the problem by purchasing many broom handles cutting them in half, threading them through the bottom of the fencing and hammering them in to the ground to secure it, we also tied some green meshing to the top of the fencing to restrict his views to discourage him going over the top. It has worked well so far.................................

We can identify with your problem as well, because in the summer our dog Ayla was returning from her day's outing with the odd leg of cow with the hoof attached in her mouth and various parts of sheeps bones, including a sheep's head and leaving them scattered around our field. This ended up with the rest of the dogs sqobbling over which bone they considered was there's and the field resembling an animals graveyard. We buried them in the garden, but this wasn't good enough for them, so they just dug them up to retrieve them! Our final answer to this problem was to take the said bone and lobbing it high in the air to land in an abandoned property garden where they couldn't get to it! Living in the country here is a lot different to living in the UK where lighting a bonfire is illegal.

The weather today has hampered Ayla's longing for a day out after escaping from our field and going in our neighbours fields and wandering around the village and thoroughly enjoying herself. After half an hour of freedom I viisted her room and found her sitting on the sil behind the locked window. Needless to say I let her in and now she is drying herself off and looking forward to a warm day sitting on her armchair.