1911
Well-known member
We bought a house with a yard big enough to stash Mrs 1911's and Mrs 1911 Jr's large, domesticated, non-edible (they insist), grass eating beasts in summer 2005. I don't call it a farm. "Farm" implies production of something useful and a remote chance of generating income. Horses that you own, in your yard, only generate income for the vet, farrier, hay grower and feed store owner. 2005 and 2006 went well enough. The herd of grass eaters multiplied. 07 and 08 were severely droughtful. The next few years were a little better but we were still buying hay to feed even in the summer. The herd was reduced.
Now it's 2012 and we're getting the rain that the Midwest isn't. I'm mowing my ass off just to keep the unfenced yard under control. The grasseaters can't keep up with the fenced yard so we're mowing it too. I even have to mow the gravel driveway. It's so moist we've got mushrooms in the manure pile.
Mushrooms and horse ****-makes me think of Dad.
Cause Dad had one of these
He earned it*
So we're mowing like crazy. The last thing we need is a mechanical issue to cause a lost weekend of cutting. Things can get out of hand quickly.
Wouldn't you know it-Bambi Strikes.
Have you EVER seen antler damage like this?
It was in all the way up to there!
Is this my punishment for mowing when I should be at Church?
My friends who study antlerdroppers closely (and store them in their freezers when they're done studying them) tell me that it's rare for dropped antlers to not get consumed quickly for their nutritional benefits by small wild creatures-rodents and such. Is this my punishment for messing around with nature's balance of power?
You see, A few years back a stray cat showed up. I tolerated Mrs 1911's encouraging the stray, and the inevitable offspring, to hang around because the mice no longer owned the feed shed. I used to refer to the offspring and the offsprings' offsprings as coyote snacks. The coyotes and foxes kept the cats under control while the cats kept the mice under control. After the second Hubby/Daddy the coyote/fox won't let me out of the shed cell phone call and after hearing the wolf, I bought Mrs 1911 some of these.
Now we're overrun with these.
And there isn't an antler eating rodent for miles.
I don't think sticky string plugs will do
I've got tools and skills enough to change a dirt bike tire with a heavy tube and double bead locks. TSC has BIG patches. If I just had a way to break the bead.
Seems to be holding, even though the antler hole is winking at me.
When you gotta mow, you gotta mow
I curse weather and weeds for keeping me from riding, Mrs 1911 says the FJR is to blame for the weeds getting out of control. Can you believe her?
*Look at these to "get" the patch-if you thought the Bin Ladin raid was something……..
https://sfachapterix.blogspot.com/2011/11/son-tay-raid-anniversary.html
https://vnafmamn.com/sontayraid.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Operation_Ivory_Coast
Now it's 2012 and we're getting the rain that the Midwest isn't. I'm mowing my ass off just to keep the unfenced yard under control. The grasseaters can't keep up with the fenced yard so we're mowing it too. I even have to mow the gravel driveway. It's so moist we've got mushrooms in the manure pile.
Mushrooms and horse ****-makes me think of Dad.
Cause Dad had one of these
He earned it*
So we're mowing like crazy. The last thing we need is a mechanical issue to cause a lost weekend of cutting. Things can get out of hand quickly.
Wouldn't you know it-Bambi Strikes.
Have you EVER seen antler damage like this?
It was in all the way up to there!
Is this my punishment for mowing when I should be at Church?
My friends who study antlerdroppers closely (and store them in their freezers when they're done studying them) tell me that it's rare for dropped antlers to not get consumed quickly for their nutritional benefits by small wild creatures-rodents and such. Is this my punishment for messing around with nature's balance of power?
You see, A few years back a stray cat showed up. I tolerated Mrs 1911's encouraging the stray, and the inevitable offspring, to hang around because the mice no longer owned the feed shed. I used to refer to the offspring and the offsprings' offsprings as coyote snacks. The coyotes and foxes kept the cats under control while the cats kept the mice under control. After the second Hubby/Daddy the coyote/fox won't let me out of the shed cell phone call and after hearing the wolf, I bought Mrs 1911 some of these.
Now we're overrun with these.
And there isn't an antler eating rodent for miles.
I don't think sticky string plugs will do
I've got tools and skills enough to change a dirt bike tire with a heavy tube and double bead locks. TSC has BIG patches. If I just had a way to break the bead.
Seems to be holding, even though the antler hole is winking at me.
When you gotta mow, you gotta mow
I curse weather and weeds for keeping me from riding, Mrs 1911 says the FJR is to blame for the weeds getting out of control. Can you believe her?
*Look at these to "get" the patch-if you thought the Bin Ladin raid was something……..
https://sfachapterix.blogspot.com/2011/11/son-tay-raid-anniversary.html
https://vnafmamn.com/sontayraid.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Operation_Ivory_Coast