I don't have chickens, but I do have their wire.

Tonight I lined our wrought-iron fence with chicken wire.

Right, I know what you're thinking. "You lined your fence with....a fence?"

Yes, I did.

You see, the bars of our lovely wrought iron fence are just wide enough for one little pair of shoulders to sneak through:


She may like to play in traffic, but I'd prefer not to die of a stress-induced heart attack at 24.