All heck had broken loose when I woke up this morning. I didn't hear my phone rigging while in the shower. I step out an dad is banging on my door.
Seems both my adult children had been naughty today. Mom had gone out with a pair of scissors to trim grass by the peach house. She shouldn't even get off the porch. Anyway, she fell down and couldn't get up, not hurt, just couldn't get up by herself. Dad came to the house and found her, couldn't get her up by himself, needed me to help.
The reason he came home was he tore up the bushhog, I took the man to the ER Saturday afternoon, he shouldn't be out of the house either. Yet this morning he decides to help my by running the bushhog near the old barn. He ran over a big piece to tin which is now wrapped around the blades on the hog. I couldn't pull it out, it's wedged in pretty good. Anyway, when the bushhog jammed it broke the sheer pins in the pto shaft.
So now I have to go buy new sheer pins at the farm store. I have to lift the bushhog in the air with the frontend loader and cut out all the tin.
Welcome to my world...
Seems both my adult children had been naughty today. Mom had gone out with a pair of scissors to trim grass by the peach house. She shouldn't even get off the porch. Anyway, she fell down and couldn't get up, not hurt, just couldn't get up by herself. Dad came to the house and found her, couldn't get her up by himself, needed me to help.
The reason he came home was he tore up the bushhog, I took the man to the ER Saturday afternoon, he shouldn't be out of the house either. Yet this morning he decides to help my by running the bushhog near the old barn. He ran over a big piece to tin which is now wrapped around the blades on the hog. I couldn't pull it out, it's wedged in pretty good. Anyway, when the bushhog jammed it broke the sheer pins in the pto shaft.
So now I have to go buy new sheer pins at the farm store. I have to lift the bushhog in the air with the frontend loader and cut out all the tin.
Welcome to my world...