Happy Sunny Sunday..at least, it is here in the Pacific NW ! It has been nice to have comments pop up unexpectantly from a particular individual from the Yorkshire district in England. Such individual is responsible for the thankfully not too frequent beratings heading in Greg’s direction…when something goes REALLY wrong, Greg shakes his head like a wet puppy and with an accent that equals that of our Yorkshire friend mutters B*****D. When chastised, invariably the reply is an unrepentant “ Dave says it like that !” …thanks Dave !!!
As you can see from the sadly missing photographs..not much happened yesterday..and yet a lot happened. The yellow dinosaur that Greg lavishes care attention… and money on, is again dead. By all accounts, there it sits, dead as the proverbial do do in the middle of my farm yard. My understanding is, there was a considerable amount of Yorkshire blaspheming in the air as Greg tried to move the beast and not a cent to my swear jar !. It seems that a hydraulic hose blew, which means very little to me but is apparently going to require major surgery…sadly, said hose was resistant to Gregs ministerings and a deflated Greg and Quatre returned to the house with the dead backho still in the farmyard and the offending hose still firmly attached. It is a very serious situation when Greg looks at a “how to” manual, it’s almost as bad as him ever admitting he is lost….which I invariably and without shame do,... all the time. Greg is never lost, just re-routed !! I believe it's a man thing !!!The book was of no assistance and Greg returned to the ranch this morning with the offending backho still dead and rusting in my farmyard. There is something about Greg…if something is ever broken or I just can’t get it to work, I know that I can rely on him to fix it ..if it is fixable or start it.... if is startable. I have faith that he will be able to make everything right. But, we still had a dead dinosaur…..until about an hour ago…with a bit of luck, before I get back down to the ranch…it will be gone and my farmyard will no longer look like a dinosaur graveyard.
Yesterday from the kitchen window I watched the interaction between Lucky the feral black cat and Bran the border collie. Lucky tolerates the dog, as long as there is space between them, (generally the length of the barn will be a safe distance) the cat will allow the dog to co exist. Yesterday I watched with bated breath as Bran, tail wagging frantically blocked the black cats exit. I watched the cat swell and his tail shoot up. The dog, apparently not recognising all the warning signs continued to make friendly advances on the hostile feline…and Lucky continued to warn him that his tolerance level was running short. Finally, Bran’s luck ran out, with his tail still wagging the cat swatted first with his left paw and then with his right…Bran’s tail stopped wagging, he bolted for the safety of the barn kitchen and Lucky the cat continued on his way, I guess confident that the dog was now aware that he wasn’t a cat to mess with. It’s always fun to watch the interaction of the animals…I just wish I was able to be back down there again. …..Soon.
Well, It’s time I closed for today, the cuckoo has just cookood 12 oclock and hopefully Greg and the reserve team will be up to save me talking to myself ! Take care, keep safe, M
As you can see from the sadly missing photographs..not much happened yesterday..and yet a lot happened. The yellow dinosaur that Greg lavishes care attention… and money on, is again dead. By all accounts, there it sits, dead as the proverbial do do in the middle of my farm yard. My understanding is, there was a considerable amount of Yorkshire blaspheming in the air as Greg tried to move the beast and not a cent to my swear jar !. It seems that a hydraulic hose blew, which means very little to me but is apparently going to require major surgery…sadly, said hose was resistant to Gregs ministerings and a deflated Greg and Quatre returned to the house with the dead backho still in the farmyard and the offending hose still firmly attached. It is a very serious situation when Greg looks at a “how to” manual, it’s almost as bad as him ever admitting he is lost….which I invariably and without shame do,... all the time. Greg is never lost, just re-routed !! I believe it's a man thing !!!The book was of no assistance and Greg returned to the ranch this morning with the offending backho still dead and rusting in my farmyard. There is something about Greg…if something is ever broken or I just can’t get it to work, I know that I can rely on him to fix it ..if it is fixable or start it.... if is startable. I have faith that he will be able to make everything right. But, we still had a dead dinosaur…..until about an hour ago…with a bit of luck, before I get back down to the ranch…it will be gone and my farmyard will no longer look like a dinosaur graveyard.
Yesterday from the kitchen window I watched the interaction between Lucky the feral black cat and Bran the border collie. Lucky tolerates the dog, as long as there is space between them, (generally the length of the barn will be a safe distance) the cat will allow the dog to co exist. Yesterday I watched with bated breath as Bran, tail wagging frantically blocked the black cats exit. I watched the cat swell and his tail shoot up. The dog, apparently not recognising all the warning signs continued to make friendly advances on the hostile feline…and Lucky continued to warn him that his tolerance level was running short. Finally, Bran’s luck ran out, with his tail still wagging the cat swatted first with his left paw and then with his right…Bran’s tail stopped wagging, he bolted for the safety of the barn kitchen and Lucky the cat continued on his way, I guess confident that the dog was now aware that he wasn’t a cat to mess with. It’s always fun to watch the interaction of the animals…I just wish I was able to be back down there again. …..Soon.
Well, It’s time I closed for today, the cuckoo has just cookood 12 oclock and hopefully Greg and the reserve team will be up to save me talking to myself ! Take care, keep safe, M
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