You might also see a pattern going on here as of many months. It's either cat problems or tractor issues.
I would not blame you if you took a moment and muttered under your breath "Not a Again! Enough already with cats and mowing." But in the summer time that seems to be all that his ole Grandma Yellow Hair fills her days doing. Sad I know but I keep telling myself how lucky I am to have a job at my age or in this economy.
After a few hours of mowing I pulled up my tractor to the house to quench my thirst with some cold water. Ten minutes later I crawl back up on Ole Blue and apparently he's not finished with his break because not a sound or purr when I turned the key. I checked and rechecked my gears to make sure everything that should be in neutral was and tried again. Still we are not going anywhere.
Moments like these I am totally puzzled with farm machinery. It happens all too often out here on the North Forty. After a good ten minutes or more I convince myself no matter how much I sit on this tractor in complete confusion of how it could be running so smoothly one minute and dead the next. That of course unfortunately happens to humans too not just equipment. Sorry just my fingers typing what my thoughts were for a split second.
Anyway back to my tractor problems. I give up and decide to jump it off. I go after the backhoe and decide to see if I can use it. No luck the tractor is dead.
I leave it and finish mowing with the Bad Boy Mower. It takes longer but does a good job.
The next day my brother Gary comes over and hooks a chain to Ole Blue and the back hoe. He tells me to get up on the Blue and just keep the wheels aligned with the back hoe wheels. His idea was to pull the tractor to the back of the property under trees where he can work on it.
Like a fool I figure he knows what he is doing and I climb on for one heck of a ride. Not a minute into this he misses running into a utility pole near my house. For some unknown reason he is driving the backhoe but facing me and not looking where he is going. Still as I am writing this I have not figured his reason for this.
Thank goodness he managed to stop on a dime when he heard my screams and saw the horror on my face.
Of course when he stopped that fast I kept going on the tractor and I soon learned how out of control I was because the brakes were not working. Some how I managed to turn the front wheels to keep from hitting the back hoe head on. The wheels connected though and what a mess we were in with the chain wrapped around now the wheel and us both so close to the pole. Somehow Gary maneuvered us out of this close call and reluctantly I let him keep pulling me.
Not twenty yards from the pole I knew that was a mistake. He was going way to fast and I had no control of this monster I was now on. Scary as heck to be so high up on a piece of equipment and your not in control.
Like a crazy woman I am screaming for him to slow down. Then I am screaming at him to just park it but he is being the brother I remember as a boy and totally ignoring me.
Then much to my horror I realize we are going down hill. OH My Gosh I can tell you I then thought this might be my last tractor ride. He finally woke up and realized I was in trouble. The tractor was now going almost as fast as the back hoe and I was going to run into him. I am trying my darnedest to turn those big wheels to miss him. Once again I get lucky and only connect with the wheels.
Finally after a lot more screams from me Gary finds the spot he wants to park it. He jumps down from the back hoe and I have to say my heart is racing. All he can say is I wish I could follow you around for a day with a recorder and video you because I could make some money on America's Funnest Home Videos.
He then tells me that after that display I put on he would never guess I worked in a prison. I told him I never rode a tractor in prison. hahaha
I tried to explain to him that being on something that large and no control was not something I would ever let him talk me into again. Brothers they never change. He probably laughed about it the rest of the day.
I am feeling better since taking the medication for acid re flux. Hopefully I am over the worse part of what ever was going on with me. Your sweet comments in the previous post were as always appreciated so much. It's great to know that I have so many lovely sweet friends in this amazing world of blogging.
I am still stressed though with my two outside cats. Momma kitty is still being mean to the other. Not sure yet what to do about this terrible problem.
Still waiting on my bridge. Not a good week running around toothless. Needless to say I made very few trips to town. haha Since Toby ate my bridge others have told me about their experiences with dogs eating dentures and retainers. So warning it seems dogs love anything that has been in our mouths.
I did hide in the movie theater and watched Jersey Boys. If you get a chance to see the movie I think you will enjoy it as much as I did. I thought Clint Eastwood did an excellent job of picking the actors to play the four seasons.
Thank you so much for coming by and visiting with me. I love it when you let me know how you are doing.
Love to all