I had something weird happen here this afternoon. I have an acre and a half of land shaped like a triangle. The house sits almost on the property line at the base of the triangle. The coops and all spread out from there towards the point. I don't mow about half of it. I did my first year and then gave up as people coming to ballgames across the street kept parking down there. I got tired of picking up their trash so I quit mowing it. It turned into a great wildflower pasture. The cats loved it- they got to be mighty hunters with the mice and what not. I liked it because of the flowers and it blocked the view of the ball field because of the slope. Well, when I got home today it was just like normal, all flowery and pasture like. I heard them cutting the grass over at the ball field and didn't think anything of it. When I went out to check on the cats and chickens (all of whom were out ranging), the grass had all been cut!!! What the heck?! They cut it around Fourth of July because I allow them to use my yard for elderly and handicapped parking. Even that cutting makes me kind of sad though. Why the heck are they cutting it now? I'm sure the guy thought he was being nice and all, but why would you cut some one's yard without talking to them? It was obvious that I was home. My car was in the driveway. Nope. Sparky just mowed down my wildflowers! What really makes me cranky is that the animals were out. He could have run over any one of them! Had I wanted the grass cut I would have put everyone up and then cut the grass. GRRRRR!! I can't decide whether to say something or not. Again, I'm sure the guy was trying to be nice. I hate it though. He messed up my yard! The chickens (who never would go in to the tall grass) ranged all over once I went out. I'm sure the guy scared up all sorts of yummy bugs and such. But part of the point of the chickens is to eat the ticks around the house. Only mowing half the yard kept them around the house. Now they have all sorts of room to range and not eat my ticks! Clearly there is nothing to be done about it now. The grass is cut. I just need to decide whether to throw a fit about it or not. GRRRRRRR!!!