Farm work has started!
I LOVE being out on the land!
Fuzzy says it’s starting to be a little hard…this farm work…BUT HE CAN DO IT!!! Just don’t rush him!
(You know what — Fuzzy can’t hear very well anymore. I know it’s sort of sad.
And he sleeps lots more than he ever did…he sleeps so hard that sometimes I have to bark the mailman down the road by myself.
BUT I can still play tricks on him, by standing right by him and baying as loud as I can then running off really fast! When I do that Fuzzy wakes up with a start, hobbles up to his feet and stiff legged runs after me barking for me to wait, wait, wait!
Anyway, we are back on the land…Dad, Mom, Fuzzy and I! Dad does most of the work and Mom and Fuzzy and I help Dad.
Yesterday we all started working on the last transmission/distribution pipe on the farm. Sure is lots of work.
Fuzzy stayed right by Mom and Dad, he says that is his job, to be close and ready for whatever Mom and Dad might need. So Fuzzy would walk up the pipe trench and then back down the pipe trench as Mom and Dad carried and lower and connected the entire pipe together.
The backhoe finished at seven o’clock last night and Mom and Dad finished with the 8th pipe at that point. Today we start again…25 more pipe to go. Then we start to cover the pipe up.
When we start to cover the pipe up we get to ride with Mom and Dad over to the extra dirt, help them load the dirt into the big truck, come back and watch Dad unload the dirt. (I kinda think I’ll just let Fuzzy do most of the guarding, ‘cause I’m sure there is stuff out there that I really need to know about and report back to Fuzzy. After all, I’m now his newspaper!)
Well Dad is in, he has already checked out the pipe and waiting for Mom to load all of us up on the four-wheeler, gather the shovels and head out to the pipe. I really need to go and gather the news.
Reporter at large, Boomer