MONDAY THIS POOR HOMELESS WOODPECKER HAD TO SLEEP UNDER THE BRIDGE ALL DAY. WE SHOULD BRING THIS DEPLORABLE SITUATION UP TO THE DEMOCRATS AND MAYBE THEY COULD PROPOSE SOME NEW PROGRAMS TO USE IN PENNSYLVANIA DURING THE NEXT FEW WEEKS.
SUNDAY THE SILO UNLOADER QUIT. CALVES HAD TO EAT HAY FOR TWO DAYS, POOR THINGS. WE HAD POWER TO THE MOTOR BUT NO NOISE SO TUESDAY PETE LET THE 5HP MOTOR (89 LBS) DOWN THE CHUTE (40 FEET) SO WE COULD CHANGE IT. SOMEHOW WE MUST ALWAYS WORK ON THE UNLOADER WHEN THE SILO IS FULL. PUT THE MOTOR IN THE SHOP, OPENED IT UP, DIDN'T STINK, THATS A GOOD SIGN, FOUND CORRODED CONNECTIONS. CHECKED PRICE OF NEW MOTOR FROM DISTRIBUTOR $485. GLAD TO HAVE FIXED THE OLD ONE. ONLY PROBLEM IS TO GET THE BEAST BACK TO THE TOP OF THE SILO. THAT IS A TWO PEOPLE JOB. WITH PETE IN THE TOP OF THE SILO, A ROPE ON THE MOTOR, AND ME UNDERNEATH IT, WE'LL PULL AND PUSH IT BACK UP THE CHUTE. A NASTY JOB. SOMEHOW WE ALWAYS HAVE TO DO IT WHEN THE SILO IS FULL!!
OUR RESIDENT RED SQUIRRL HAS ADOPTED THE FEEDER FOR HIS DINNER TABLE. PAT OPENS THE WINDOW, (2 FEET AWAY) DOESN'T BOTHER HIM AT ALL. HE JUST IGNORES HER. NEXT SHE GETS THE PELLET GUN AND WITH ACTIONS REMINISCENT OF JOHN WAYNE PROCEEDS TO BLAZE AWAY AT POOR RED. THIS ACTION SENDS POOR RED SCURRYING UP THE TREE.
PAT IS LEAVING ME THIS MORNING, HEADING SOUTH FOR I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG. I WILL BE LOSING MY EDITOR, SO THE SPELLING MAY GET ATROCIOUS IN THE FUTURE. MAYBE I CAN SHOW HER HOW TO REMOTELY ACCESS THEM TO KEEP IT READABLE.
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