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I had to take a few of my baby pigs to the vet so they could change their pronoun. I followed my usual routine. I laid out pet carriers with some grain in each one, opened the gate to the pen, and waited. The little pigs wandered out to inspect the carriers.   Silly me. Out of the woods comes my wonder dog who herds them back into the pen. Then she wants me to reward her. Of course, I do. Then I take her to the house.   I spend the next 1.5 hours loading up the baby pigs, because, of course, the dog is more important than me.

John, of course!  Ahhh Duhhh.  Enuff said.  Ain't life and understanding wonderful??

Thanks for the laugh, it's been a good day, many laughs all day long given as a gift to me!

As always

Peace

Too funny, John! For me, it was untangling my goofy buck, Kola a dozen times a day. I could not contain him in pen or paddock, and with horns like his, he has a somewhat daunting appearance, so when he gets closer, and lowers his head, for those coveted 'tween-da-horns scritchies, folks who don't know him (or that goats don't charge, but rear up and crash down!) can get a bit skittish, thinking he's about to charge. Makes for a dangerous situation if he chances to wander off. So, he's tethered, checked on multiple times per day, and we spent the first year like this untangling him, sometimes as frequently as every 15 minutes. We use swivel-clips, and he gets a good 40ft of tether (anchored on a loop of cable, around trees) so, he does pretty well with it, now - THANKFULLY!

You have my sympathy. I had a Tog buck in MN that chased cars. Yes, a full spread of horns.

Here's the little booger - he's not quite 2.5ft tall, at the withers, but he's ALL muscle

Ah, Carla, what a striking figure of a male he is.  Looks like a really fun guy to hang out with.

Think I'll stick with taking care of my worms, for now at least!


Peace

That can't be good for the convertible top....

Derek Thille wrote:That can't be good for the convertible top....

Nope. But, it's an old one, already leaking, and I'm undecided, at this point, whether I'll keep the car. It needs more work done to it (just to get it drivable, not including the ragtop) than it's actually worth, and I could easily buy another used vehicle in good running condition, for less, so... there it sits.

My heritage turkey hen has wanderlust, which isn't surprising considering she grew up with three toms and the one tom remaining gives her practically non-stop "attention" LOL!  I've had to find and retrieve her from the cattle lot across the street (about a quarter mile away from her large free range pen,) the other side of a creek several acres away, with steep brushy banks, and a corn field way down the street after she crossed a few other folks' properties.  Their area has 6' high fencing.  She has given me more exercise than all my other critters combined!

Carla Burke wrote:Here's the little booger - he's not quite 2.5ft tall, at the withers, but he's ALL muscle

OMG I used to have a Sebring convertible... I LOVED that thing!  Couldn't wait for early spring warm days to cruise with the top down.  Even took it on a trip out west decades ago and drove with the top down over the continental divide.  I used to have a picture of me in my parka with a blanket over my legs in the passenger seat, with the top down, parked on the road next to a snow bank about 8' tall where the plows had come through.  Great memories...

Same scenario but with chickens!

Donna Lynn wrote:

Carla Burke wrote:Here's the little booger - he's not quite 2.5ft tall, at the withers, but he's ALL muscle

OMG I used to have a Sebring convertible... I LOVED that thing!  Couldn't wait for early spring warm days to cruise with the top down.  Even took it on a trip out west decades ago and drove with the top down over the continental divide.  I used to have a picture of me in my parka with a blanket over my legs in the passenger seat, with the top down, parked on the road next to a snow bank about 8' tall where the plows had come through.  Great memories...

I *LOVE* that car! It's a huge part of why it's still sitting here, lol.  They're awesome little beasties! Two years after we got this one, my youngest daughter was looking for a car to replace the junker her dad 'found' for her, so John and I took her shopping, because she needed to get to school and work. So, we happened into a place that had another Sebring convertible - 2yrs older, and seafoam green. She said the color would grow on her! We saw her taking her boyfriend's sisters for ice cream, about a month later, with the top down, while we had our top down, and we all laughed and waved. The next day, on her way home from school, someone cut her off, on I390, at 65mph. She over corrected, bounced off the median, and did a180°, to face a semi, and they hit head-on. She walked away from that accident, shaken to the core, but her only injury was some bruising on her left shoulder, from the seabelt. The car little TANK was totaled, but it kept my 20yr old babygirl SAFE. She was terrified we'd be mad, but we both made sure she fully understood that as far as we were concerned, that was the best damn $4,000 we'd EVER spent.

Mine has served as a mini pick-up truck, and an awesome, romantic date-night ride, a mini ambulance, and all-round run- around car. That sweet ride has earned a couple years for a break, and has never needed a gym membership. Now, bringing these memories up... I'm not so sure I'm ready to let 'Flo' go. (Her name is Florida, because we were on our way home to the Chicago burbs from there, when our old car's engine blew. I nursed that old beast over the mountains between Chattanooga & Cookville, TN, then we bought Flo. She did NOT like Chicago winters - definitely a Florida girl!)

Oh Carla, poor little Tank!  I wanted the sea foam green but couldn't find one for a decent price.  I got the same color as yours but with the black top.  Sold it when I moved off the mainland years ago, and now have a more "practical" ride, LOL!

So glad your daughter was kept safe in her Sebring convertible.  I hated when they changed the design to be more "masculine."  They looked like dinosaurs.  I hope your little goat doesn't do too much damage to Flo!  

Carla Burke wrote:

Derek Thille wrote:That can't be good for the convertible top....

Nope. But, it's an old one, already leaking, and I'm undecided, at this point, whether I'll keep the car. It needs more work done to it (just to get it drivable, not including the ragtop) than it's actually worth, and I could easily buy another used vehicle in good running condition, for less, so... there it sits.

I collect old Buicks so I know the dilemma...how much do you put into repairs / restoration?  I find it sometimes comes down to how much joy the auto gives you...sounds like Flo will get another chance to please you.  

Carla Burke wrote: I'm undecided, at this point, whether I'll keep the car. It needs more work done to it (just to get it drivable, not including the ragtop) than it's actually worth, and I could easily buy another used vehicle in good running condition, for less, so... there it sits.

What you need to do is to write down all the things that need doing to get Flo up to a safe, driveable condition, cost out the parts and time needed and set that against the cost of a new car, then throw the paper away. If she is fixable, go ahead and fix her, if not, then spend the money on another, better, second hand Sebring.
Your daughter's car did what it was designed to do. I'm glad she walked away.