Had some fun today at the expense of my wife while at the bank.
She is so happy to know that all our mortgages are all fully paid off. She has sworn she will never sign off another mortgage. The VP of the bank is fully aware of that. I've known him since he was born, so we have a very good relationship.
Anyway, we had several things to do while at the bank and she was wrapping up the last thing she needed. I told her I needed to go over to Mike's office to see if he had that new $50,000 mortgage drawn up so we could sign it while we were both there. BAM Stink eye! Told her I would be right back.
Walk up to Mike's office door and he looks up and asks how he can help me. I told him that I was pretending to make sure he had the forms filled out on a $100,000 loan just to get a rise out of my wife. He nodded and started shuffling some papers around on his desk to make it look this was the real deal. Then he asks, "Why is she giving me this signal?" as he moves one hand sideways across his throat. I turn around to see she is doing that exact sign. We all had a good laugh...........today.
There will be such forms prepared just as soon as I get my neighbor to commit to selling me the tract I'm already farming for him. P.S. Don't tell my wife.
Oldest daughter shared her family's problem. A case of cats and bunnies interacting in an urban area.
Monday she was rounding up one of their cats that had been allowed to roam their fenced yard for some time. It didn't want to come to her when she called to it. When it finally did, she discovered it had a half-grown bunny in its mouth. The cat triumphantly placed it on the mat just outside the house door to the wooden deck. It appeared to have one injured hind leg, but, otherwise fine. She decided to grab the cat and put it inside the house then grab the bunny and put it under the deck where she had seen bunnies on occasion in the past. As she grabbed the cat, the bunny sprung to life and hopped quickly into the house. After shutting the door and making sure all of the cats (two or three, I think) were safely shut away, she went in search of the possibly injured bunny. It was under her recliner. Time for reinforcements. Called on her husband and son to assist in capturing the bunny. The bunny had other ideas. As the recliner was raised, it shot out and ran into the formal dining room and under an antique cabinet. Everyone moved to that spot but the result was the bunny darting away and finding a portal that allowed it to get under the kitchen cabinets that run on three sides of the room. They carefully disassembled a board or two to allow searching with a flashlight. No bunny to be found.
Today is Saturday. Poor bunny must still be in the house somewhere.
We had a similar experience with a cat and chipmunk. It got under the china hutch, so we built a loose wall of boxes, etc. from the hutch to the deck door. Yardstick prodded the critter out from under the hutch and it ran toward the open door. Great!
At the last second it ran around the last box into the room again. We eventually found it under the bathroom sink cabinet but couldn't find a way to get it out. I tore off the bottom board of the cabinet and got it out. Wife removed the boxes and we chased it out the door.
My true cat story from last week.
Had a pallet of soybean seed (60 50-lb bags) loaded into the 16-foot cattle trailer. Had taken it to the field to finish emptying into the grain drill, then headed another ten miles down the road to get another pallet of seed. As I handed the ticket to the forklift driver to get the correct variety, I turned and grabbed the empty pallet with a cardboard pad on the top to drag it to where they stack them. Stopped to take a short break and happened to see a one-third grown kitten scampering across their large gravel lot towards several fertilizer trailers. Thought to myself that they probably have plenty of cats hanging around due to the potential for vermin with thousands of bags of seed and feed. Then I looked down to see a kitten of the same size sitting next to the rear tires on the trailer. It looked too familar. It was one of the four I had discovered in this same trailer a week earlier before making the first trip to get seed beans. Grabbed it and stuffed it in the truck cab. Went searching for the escapee with no luck. Someone has probably already given it a good home as there are 50 houses close by.
The cutoff at the top says, White man
What is sad is that pic could have been taken in the largest cemetery in a city nearby. Exact same situation except that the water stands atop quite a few graves. Pitiful.
Fortunately, my great-great grandparents are buried several hundred feet to the east and uphill about 20 feet.
