Last week the phone rang. The voice on the phone said, "If you don't put livestock back on your land, your property taxes will go through the roof." Inspiration sometimes comes from funny places. The day before the infamous call, I was feeling good about things. I had days and days open, designed to spend time in the studio painting. The day Louise, Uno and Chewy arrived all that changed. Who would of known Chewy, less than a year old, could jump any fence in the entire world? For over a week I have been raising fence, repairing fence, and then raising it again. Only today, I made it back into the studio. I understand now why they are called kids.