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A Thursday Adventure...

8/2/2013

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Because I knew it was supposed to rain in the afternoon, I decided not to ride Snip in the morning and I went to the feed store instead. I think maybe "Drummer Dude" got his hair cut...either way, he had it in a pony tail. I've never seen him with a pony tail...I guess he must have really gotten hot!

After lunch, since the skies were still blue, I went to our place intending on working on fence. It's really wet over there. I thought I might be able to work anyways. I started digging a post hole and ran into a root. That's problem enough, but when you are only (at most) six inches in and water is starting to stand in your hole, and the sand is like a suction cup on your diggers it's more trouble than it's worth. I decided that it would be a whole lot easier and more practical if I just waited until it dried up some more.

I took a walk to check the water trough out by the pump. Since finding that cascading water a month or so ago I am trying to remember to check it when I'm over there. It was fine, so I meandered back to the truck, got in and started to leave. I was doing fine until I drove through the area where I had had the hay. Or should I say, attempted to drive through. That's right. I got stuck in the mud. I tried putting stuff under the tires...no good. So, I called Savannah to come get me, planning on bringing the John Deere over and pulling the Chevy out.

While waiting for her to show up, Daddy called (I think Savannah must have called Mom). He wanted to know how deep I was in, if I'd tried putting stuff under the tires, etc. I'd done everything I could think of before calling Savannah (other than getting out the Kubota--which due to the size of said yard tractor, I did not want to put the strain on it).

Savannah showed up and I hopped in the Caddy and away we went. We got back here and she changed while I cranked up the tractor. She climbed on and we took off. I didn't drive it as fast as it can go, partly because I was a little nervous about driving the tractor on the road and partly because, at least on the way to our place, I had my sister on the fender (more or less).

I managed to run into the gate. Upon second thought, I should have shifted into a lower gear before turning into the driveway (it has a slight slope)...I still might have bumped the gate, but I still should have shifted down. Oh well, live and learn. The gate is still standing and functional.

I grabbed the chain out of the box on the side of the tractor (I checked before we left to make sure it was there--this is the one I lost in the pasture last August and just found in April), pulled myself under the bumper of the truck and hooked the chain around the chasis. I would have put it all the way across, but the one side is bent so I couldn't. I hopped up on the tractor and crept forward. Savannah hooked the chain to the front of the tractor, got in the truck and put it in neutral. I backed the tractor up and pulled the truck out of the mud.

I unhooked the chain...only to find minutes later that I had to put it back on because we weren't far enough out. I guess I should have walked to the rear of the truck to check but I didn't. By this time it had started to rain. As I lay under the truck, water was pouring off the bumper right into my ear! I had earplugs in (I always wear earplugs when operating the tractor), so it felt extra strange. Anyway...the second time around I got the truck far enough out. Savannah drove the truck home. I bounced around in front of her on the tractor. (I don't think she had the flashers on...) Two little black cars (one was an Audi) passed us. It rained part of the way home and I had water dripping off the tip of my nose. That rather tickles.

We got back, I put the tractor away, and then we trimmed the trees in the driveway (it quit raining for a while). They've been needing it for awhile and though I haven't heard anything about them yet, I knew it was coming sooner than later, so I'm glad we preempted that. :)

By that time it was 5 o'clock, so I fed the animals and we got the trap set up for my chicken stealing varmit. This morning, the coop's tarp was over the trap due to the wind, and the trap was shut, but empty. There were feathers along one side of the coop and the edge of the skirt was pulled up some. I think whatever this critter is might have gotten one of my birds last night. It killed two the other day, but that was only because the chickens had such a hole dug along the edge of the coop (they liked laying their eggs there before we moved them), that he didn't hardly have to dig under the coop to get to them.

It rained pretty hard last night, so it's much too wet to do anything profitable out doors today. It is supposed to rain again this afternoon anyway. On top of that, I suspect I may be fighting a cold...and I have a headache from my eyes and jaw. I'm going to go do something different with my hair now...that often hep

        Racheal

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Carol Noren Johnson
8/2/2013 05:57:16 am

You have a lot of responsibility. Sorry about the chickens and the disrupted project and the rain. Sorry about the headache. Would it be that changing your hair helps by being a distraction?

Hugs and prayers,
Carol

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Mum
8/2/2013 01:29:59 pm

Wow, what a miserable afternoon that was. Mud, rain, tree trimming....ugh.

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KT link
8/3/2013 05:32:20 am

What a day!

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