When I was younger (say 6-7 or so) I was always out ridin with my grand dad rollin hay. Well it became kinda a running joke in the family that every christmas/father's day/birthday he'd get about 3-4 pocket knifes cuz he was always loosing them. Well they'd done that a couple years and I'd noticed it. and i guess one of those years out on the tractor with him I would watch him climb off the tractor and run back to the baler and cut the baler twine once the roll was done tying. then he'd climb back up on the tractor drop the bale and take off. well he'd climb back up on the tractor and set the knife on the rear wheel fender and never think twice about it. There's no tellin how many pocket knifes our cows came across all those years.
back to present I was pullin square hay from 20 or so years ago out of the loft and found a pocket knife from god knows when. I wonder how many years he'd been doing that.
and I guess the apple's fallen right under that tree cuz I buy utility knife after utility knife and ever hay season I can't seem to keep track of any of them.
back to present I was pullin square hay from 20 or so years ago out of the loft and found a pocket knife from god knows when. I wonder how many years he'd been doing that.
and I guess the apple's fallen right under that tree cuz I buy utility knife after utility knife and ever hay season I can't seem to keep track of any of them.