Thursday morning, Phil fenced a long stretch along the creek, and spent the afternoon sawyering with Butch. How wonderful, to have Butch use his large equipment to lift large trees onto the sawmill, and both men could lift and set down the larger planks.
Friday morning, Phil got right up and drove to get animal feed. Back home, the truck repair man returned to diagnose our truck.
Buttercup was still in the back of the truck, and when she saw the repair man, she took advantage of the small spot over the tailgate that was not covered with a cattle panel. She poked her head out, then her shoulders, until her whole body flopped up and over the tailgate and onto the ground. Three hundred pounds of pig on the loose!
Phil called me, and there she came, waddling down the driveway. Happily, she is large enough, mellow enough, and, I hope, friendly enough to come when summoned (more or less), and Phil managed, with a bit of help from me, to get her first into the fenced in area, with the cows and sheep, and then into the smaller subset pen where we have the piglets. The boys immediately jumped all over her, while the girls slipped out under the fence and terrorized the sheep, who weren't sure what to do with her. (It would have been a good day to have her bred, I think.)
I'm pretty sure that incredible leap made Buttercup sore, as she laid around most of the rest of the day.
In the continuing saga of the truck: it's a good thing Phil didn't try to keep going with Buttercup in the truck. The repair guy checked Phil's spare tire, and the bolts were loose.
Once at lunch with my family, we were waiting for our meal and noticed a tire bouncing across a neighboring parking lot. It was so incongruous we were all laughing, until we realized a car had stopped on the road. Phil and my brothers went to help the family (even found all four of the lug nuts). Unusual as that event was, I'm extremely thankful that wasn't repeated by Phil, in the dually, with a pig in the back.
There were several other hidden issues with the truck, but hopefully now it is road-worthy.
Friday, February 11, 2011
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Poor Buttercup...guess she got optomistic about that "pigs fly" saying...
ReplyDeleteI am embarrassed to admit it, but in 1990 we went on a cross country trip from Clearwater FL to Rocky Mt National Park with our five kids, ages 11 months to 12 and my 10 year old nephew. Yes, that is 6 kids 12 and under.
ReplyDeleteSomewhere in New Mexico we got a flat and Bob put on a spare and we were going slow to the next exit to get it pumped up all the way, etc. At any rate, he had not put the lug nuts on and the tire came bouncing off and the truck dropped down on the metal wheel. I watched that wheel bounce at least 1/4 of a mile across an incredible median. Bob started off to get it and I kept pointing where he should go.
Did I mention, this was in July??? It was so hot. No cell phones back then. He and one kid finally went for help leaving me with five and not a lot of water, ugh!
We finally got towed 35 miles with me and about 2 kids in the tow truck everyone else in the van sworn to secrecy that the tow truck guy let them sit back there.
Oh, and did I mention it was near a volcano? The boys spent some time picking pieces lava off the side of the road while I prayed like crazy that we would all live to see the Rockies.
Great memories, huh?
Edited to say, he put the lug nuts on, just not tight enough. We are not that pathetic!
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