We're out of hay which is a sad thing since I used to custom bale small squares of horse hay for a lot of folks. Never had anything nice to say about those who called crying n the spring because they didn't buy enough hay the previous summer. Now that's me.
So, today Mrs. Kathy rode on the back of the '51 and ponyed three horses 2 miles to the cabin where the grass is a bit better than at our house. Not hard truck work but it's part of a truck's life in our world when you can't get a trailer in.
