Boondox
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- Joined
- Apr 6, 2000
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- 3,871
- Location
- Craftsbury Common, Vermont
- Tractor
- Deere 4044R cab, Kubota KX-121-3S
It\'s great to be back at work!
After this past weekend, I am completely exhausted and delighted to be back at work where I can sit still for a while! /forums/images/graemlins/crazy.gif
Saturday night my wife and I slipped out to slaughter 50 chickens while they slept. Less stressful for the birds that way as they never know what's happening. After cutting the carotid arteries and stringing them up to bleed out, we showered and went to bed to let them cool. Got up at 4am to begin butchering before the heat of the day. Butchered 50 birds, packaged them for freezing, and hauled the remains to the dump praying that a head or a leg wouldn't break thru the plastic and cause mass panic among the yuppies in town.
Then back to the farm hoping to continue work on my shop. Not so lucky! My wife had scheduled hay delivery for Sunday without bothering to tell me. /forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif Worse, the delivery driver was a teenager who had just learned how to drive a flatbed and wasn't the most confident driver. After trying several times to turn his 32' truck around on our 8' wide road, he drove down the hill to a clearing, turned around and backed up the hill to our driveway. I attempted to guide him back, but he was young and foolish and stubborn (and judging from the language he was shouting into his cell phone, very angry that we lived where we did!). Bottom line, he dropped all 166 bales in the road and in the ditch before driving off! /forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif
So I hitched our little trailer to the ATV and we hauled 12 bales at a time from the pile to the storage in the back of the garage. My wife, who appears to have difficulty with spacial relations, thought all of it would fit back there. Wrong! We only got 36 bales in the space she had set aside. The next 115 bales went into one bay of the garage, completely filling it. The last few bales are still on the trailer, tarped against the rain, with me hoping the sheep arrive soon and eat those bales before the ATV is buried by snow and can't move before next April! /forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif
And I am so sore!
Pete
After this past weekend, I am completely exhausted and delighted to be back at work where I can sit still for a while! /forums/images/graemlins/crazy.gif
Saturday night my wife and I slipped out to slaughter 50 chickens while they slept. Less stressful for the birds that way as they never know what's happening. After cutting the carotid arteries and stringing them up to bleed out, we showered and went to bed to let them cool. Got up at 4am to begin butchering before the heat of the day. Butchered 50 birds, packaged them for freezing, and hauled the remains to the dump praying that a head or a leg wouldn't break thru the plastic and cause mass panic among the yuppies in town.
Then back to the farm hoping to continue work on my shop. Not so lucky! My wife had scheduled hay delivery for Sunday without bothering to tell me. /forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif Worse, the delivery driver was a teenager who had just learned how to drive a flatbed and wasn't the most confident driver. After trying several times to turn his 32' truck around on our 8' wide road, he drove down the hill to a clearing, turned around and backed up the hill to our driveway. I attempted to guide him back, but he was young and foolish and stubborn (and judging from the language he was shouting into his cell phone, very angry that we lived where we did!). Bottom line, he dropped all 166 bales in the road and in the ditch before driving off! /forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif
So I hitched our little trailer to the ATV and we hauled 12 bales at a time from the pile to the storage in the back of the garage. My wife, who appears to have difficulty with spacial relations, thought all of it would fit back there. Wrong! We only got 36 bales in the space she had set aside. The next 115 bales went into one bay of the garage, completely filling it. The last few bales are still on the trailer, tarped against the rain, with me hoping the sheep arrive soon and eat those bales before the ATV is buried by snow and can't move before next April! /forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif
And I am so sore!
Pete
