Secret Garden Agent: Stealth Digger Needed for Covert Chicken Fence Op

Description: So here’s the egg-shaped mess: My wife’s chickens treat my garage like their personal porta-potty, and I’ve been voluntold to build a maximum-security clucker pen. I'd prefer launching them into orbit, but I’m not about to trade marriage for space chickens. Enter you, a master of disguise and diggery.The gig: You’ll need to dig a trench faster than a chicken on payday—while my wife's at work. But, should she decide to surprise me with a romantic lunch (because who doesn’t find trenches romantic?), you’re either my long-lost cousin from Luxembourg or—if you’re a woman—my secret salsa dance partner. Apparently, salsa scandals are less messy than admitting I hired help for her chicken palace.