Where is everyone #5

1950 lbs today.! 4 packs instead of the usual 12. All pays the same..



Cost myself dinner, but helped (basically did the whole shebang) this 72yr old hand tiedown his 1st open deck load of ever.! His body is giving up, but he's ain't. Some disease is making his ankles turn over.? Looks like his boots ain't on right, but that's just how it is. Forgot what he says it's called..

His 16yr old grandson bought a combine in ND. Gonna do some custom combine'n he says. He borrowed the wagon, & needed something to haul out there to cover his cost.. He's an end dump hand outta PA..

Original owner '89 379
B model put'n down six
15 double over
3.70's
Pretty frickin cool

 

I still haven't really got over loosing my pooch last April. He was couple months shy of 16yr, still not ready for another..

As for cats, never really gave to sheets about em. But if the right one stumbles upon you, they can make you laugh..

 

I assume you'll be setting on his doorstep in the morning explaining blood clots to him???

Sorry...me and most doctors don't get along very well but I have met a few good ones.

The bad ones get defensive when you call bull####.....the good ones can give you a intelligent answer and not sound arrogant doing it.

 

Boss was pretty cool about it

 

I just like how big and wild looking Maine Coons are. Some are pushing 40 lbs and 4 feet in length!

 

Punkin’ and JB both had a pile of them. Single bunks and I think they were 150” or 155”wb tractors. They could pull 45’s and hit 55’ for the east with them anyway. Those trucks could almost drive into the side of themselves.

 

Hope that sorts itself sooner than later for her. I don’t know, by the sounds of it you may have your hands full to keep that woman off her feet for any amount of time. You may want to delegate that job and hide out on the road til she’s up and about.

 

We need more people like you that are willing to help others out. Thanks for sharing the story and the pictures,

 

I am not or was not a cat person. Too many feral cats in my neighborhood when I was growing up. Cars would use sandbox as litterbox and too many kids got worms in their feet.

Fast forward 50+ years, our beagle died at 16 years old. Son was devastated and did not want another dog or any pet. Then, about a year later he wanted another pet. We were living in an apartment and did not want the hassle of taking a dog out to the walk area so he asked for a cat.

The cat now rules the house. Wherever we travel to, the cat goes too.

 

I don’t care for them either, but like truckers they are needed. Just a shame that some bad ones make us Leary of all of them…..