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Friday, June 25, 2010

Wheels, Wheels Everywhere And No Truck To Drive

John still has five vehicles from when he was ranching full time. Each one had a purpose. Tuesday John's daughter borrowed one of the small trucks because her truck was having problems. She wanted to haul goats to market at Uvalde, Texas. Our area is not goat country so she makes more there. She borrowed her brother's brand spanking new big truck to pull the trailer. On the way home it stopped, wouldn't go, zip. She called her brother who called the dealer. The dealer sent someone to get the truck and then took she and her friend to her brother's house to pick up John's truck which she had borrowed. You guessed it, they got a few blocks and it quit. It would start and stop. Thank goodness for cell phones. John told her to let it sit a while and then it would start. and go. Didn't work this time. Call to the friend's wife who was leaving work so she could wheel by and pick them up. John's daughter brought her truck and left it here to be worked on and she took John's better then work truck to use. That left John with just ole Blue except his car in the garage which is used for doctor appointments or when the whole family travels together. Not to the ranch to drive over cactus, mesquite thorns, and hog rooting holes. This morning when we were ready to leave for the ranch ole Blue balked. So I gave John an ultimatum. We can go in mine if we don't drive down those lanes where my truck gets all scratched up. He needed to open some gates so I could drive very slow and careful. We parked and walked a ways and we produced sweat before ten o'clock. I'm not talking presperation, I'm saying sweat. I found a little shade to feed the turtles and before I knew it ants were eating me up. What happened to my little peaceful piece of ground? I had to stand to feed while slapping ants off my arms and neck. The turtles are looking good. Most doesn't have the green yuck on their shells any longer. Their shells are marked so pretty. The two strange turtles didn't show up which is very unusual.

10 comments:

jack69 said...

Now that is what I call a correctly worded title!!!
Wow what luck. But at least the turtles got fed, walked, petted and bathed!!!!!

Exciting day, Okay with us if a cowgirl SWEATS! At least she be's careful and don't scratch her cowgirl truck!!!
Good entertaining entry!!! Loan 'em out and Round 'em up!

Lucy said...

It was unbelievably hot and humid here yesterday. Today more of the same with the dew point it is supposed to feel like 105. I just talk sweet to our air conditioner. I can not take the heat. That incident with the trucks sounds like something that would happen to us.

garnett109 said...

stay cool and put ant spray on your list

Rose said...

we had really bad storms that knocked our power out for nearly 2 days! It's hot but thank God for a window air conditioner!

Marty said...

Yes,thank God for cell phones. It's so easy to forget what it was luck to get stuck on the highway before we had them!
Best,
Marty

Jimmy's Journal said...

I wouldn't want my truck scratched either! Except for the ants, everything seemed to turn out ok. Why don't you take some insect repellant to feed the ants next time?

Jimmy

Carlene Noggle said...

Take you some cornmeal and sprinkle on those ants Paula!!! It is hot as hades here too...
love,
carlene

Toon said...

Ants hate any kind of dryness -- use cornmeal or talcum powder near their gathering spots.

Dar said...

Mercy, girl, what luck. At least you don't get scratches on Your truck...I'd have to insist on the same thing., YUPPERS, for sure.
Sure do hope those weren't FIRE ANTS! My first trip to TX taught me good.
BlessYourWeek

Gerry said...

That was a funny saga of breaking down trucks. Sure brings back memories of when my dad was operating at full speed. And suddenly we'd come to a halt and have to pull his tractor around half a day to get it started. So John's daughter raises goats? Those were the only critters I never had a chance to get to know. Goat people have their stories to tell. It's a good thing these old ranchers know all the quirks of their vehicles so they can nurse them back into going for them.