We launched a ferocious counteroffensive against the donkey gnawing of our old barn today. I sprayed the wood with equine repellent and we put chicken wire across the bottom third of the bottom. We used two rolls of chicken wire and a staple gun. It took a few hours and the donkeys were intensely curious about what we were up to, chuckling to themselves, no doubt, about the feeble efforts of people to thwart them. We’ll see tonight and in the morning. The donkeys will not eat our barn. I am smarter than the donkeys, I am nearly sure of it. I jeered at them today, yelling at them “take this donkeys! You won’t chew through our chicken wire.” They looked at me oddly, almost with some regret.