Behold the tractor....
Parked under the shade tree, next to our house, instead of in the barn. Where I think it should be. Secret Agent Man often parks it here and hoses it off....like it is a delicate instrument.
The tractor is quite beloved by Secret Agent Man. He loves to do all sorts of chores with this machine. It is his farming companion. And then.....just the other day....it needed hydraulic fluid. And, being really kind of a city girl, I thought that sort of thing came in a smallish can.
But No!
It comes in this five gallon bucket. I have so much to learn.....
Here is the gigantic funnel we had to use.....
Seriously, I had to hold the funnel.
Job completed and I am so glad that when it needs tire repair the tractor guys come out to the farmette to complete the job.
I am just not up to that kind of work people.
**I should let you know that I actually took one of the smaller tires into, "town", one time to get it patched. Took it to a man named, "Slobber". He did a fine job..... You can't make this kind of stuff up people. **
thanks for the laughs!!! a man and his big toys... :)
ReplyDeleteI was laughing at the big blue yard ornament. But then Slobber stole the show. Was he up here at an auction a few weeks ago with a way-too-small T-shirt on?? haha.
ReplyDeleteVery funny!
ReplyDeleteI was a professional fleet mechanic for several years and was responsible for maintaining and repairing everything from front end loaders to trucks, buses and weed whackers. Even I called out the tire guys to do the tractor tires. It takes a special kind of fool to mess with something that has enough air volume in it to rip you hand off if you're not careful. A fool named Slobber sounds just about right.
ReplyDeleteOH am I EVER laughing! My husband has a John Deere that he adores. We have a guy named CLETUS that works on it for him if there is a problem!!!
ReplyDeleteLOVE THIS!
Slobber? I must meet that man!
ReplyDeleteThe EXACT same thing happened to me last year. John sent me up to our local Napa to get some hydraulic fluid for our little tractor and I, too, thought it would probably come in a couple little black bottles, etc. Of course, when the clerk slapped that big ol' 5 gal. bucket on the counter he could soon tell by my face he would be the one loading it into the back of my trail blazer. Let's meet and swap tractor pictures, chick. haha
ReplyDeleteHowzit Slobber! Ha ha ,that also cracked me up,I take tyres in for repaires regularly,haven't had to buy hydraulic fluid yet!
ReplyDeleteA very funny post! I'd like to drive a tractor, but I know it is quite a task...
ReplyDeleteOur tractor is always up to no good. Yours looks a little newer than ours.
ReplyDeleteWe have two tractors on our "farmette". One we inherited and I think it dates back to the 1940's. We still use that one, but keep it garaged since it has a new paint job! Oh, boys and their toys!
ReplyDelete*giggles* You're a good sport. I don't do tires either. Not on a car, not on a bike, not in the rain, not on a train, sure as heck not on a tractor.
ReplyDeleteIt is shiny though :)
I am still laughing...what a great post! That is quite a large toy!LOL
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend! Many Hugs!
... and pray tell, how DID he come about this moniker?
ReplyDeleteOnly people from small towns can relate to a man name slobber...we had a Gibbler:)
ReplyDeleteBirdman - I don't know how he came upon that nickname, but I shudder to think of the possibilities....
ReplyDeleteBetsy - He might have been!
ReplyDeleteOur mower repair guy is named Chick..giant, burly guy with a huge beard.
ReplyDeleteLove that blue tractor.
Slobber? giggle
ReplyDeleteStill giggling over this- The hubs has one just like it except it is old as Methuselah and it sits with one flat tire and sometimes the hood up- till it is time to bush-hog. Then he airs the tire up and closes the lid, and off he goes. Yes, he parks it right out in the front yard- next to all those contraptions that tractors seem to need- post hole digger, bush-hog, blade.... SIGH
ReplyDeleteFarmchick -- Kentucky country is Kentucky country. Similar experience in central KY -- met a man that told me to call him "cud." He told me his family tagged him with that name as he started chewing tobacco when he was young. -- barbara
ReplyDeleteToo funny! Where do they get these names...
ReplyDeleteYep, we have one of those here on the farm. It's used for the "big" jobs. LOL
ReplyDeleteI believe it. I really do. Having grown up in the big city and now having lived near South (not North) Lake Woebegon for 47 years it seems even "normal" now. :)
ReplyDeletei have a serious case of tractor envy....
ReplyDeleteThat's one pretty tractor though!
ReplyDeleteNow a tractor is a "delicate instrument" ;). My wife thinks I take better care of my tractor than I do her car :). Don't know where she'd get a crazy idea like that...I did check the oil in her car sometime last year. I also like dealing with people like Slobber. They aways do the best work!!!
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, my hubby doesn't have a tractor. He likes to park his John Deere Gator in the yard however.
ReplyDeleteLove this post!
Love It! I can so relate with you on this one...My husband is a tractor guy..When the son-in-law wants to borrow the tractor, Sam almost cringes...That is his baby and he doesn't trust just anyone with it....
ReplyDeleteI love that S&H sign on your back porch...
So glad that I finally found some time to catch up on my blog reading!
Have a wonderful evening...
shug
We have a blue tractor too!...and our mechanic calls himself "Pollock". Yes, it scares me too. All I can do is just shake me head.
ReplyDeleteHoly smokes, that is some bucket o' juice.
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Sharon
It's hard to separate those guys and their tractors. My hubby has one that he calls Leon, but since he does the repair work himself I don't get the chance to meet anyone named Slobber. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm getting the picture of Secret Agent man standing high trying to manipulate that bucket in the air trying not to "slobber" it over his beloved pride and joy ... err, which one?! ;-)
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