We have had a bit of a challenging winter for the last 2 weeks first it was the 24 inches of snow on Christmas, and anybody that lives in Minnesota knows that after a good snow storm comes the bitter cold.....and it did. We saw several nights in the -25F without the windchill and Friday night Saturday morning was no exception. The wind did come up Friday and gave us a pretty good ground blizard. We have some cattle at home and come Saturday morning we were going to have to get the big snow blower going along with the Bi Di (Ford-New Holland's mini payloader) My son is home from college so I thought well this shouldn't take to long and we should be done by noon and out of the -20F back in the nice warm house. My son decided he would take the Bi-Di and I would run the 7120 Case IH with the 8' blower. Things were going along good and I'm thing we should have the cattle fed and everything done by noon. We were both working toward the machine shed and my son decided to back in and push the snow out away from the door, WELL THAT'S WHEN IT ALL WENT TO HE## in a Hand Basket!!!!!
I'm going to break from the story a bit to tell you a little side line. Everyone who grew up in Minnesota when HHH was in office had to love him and being a good Dem. my dad would say when things would go bad that it was a "Nixon" and when they were really really bad it was a "Hoover"

So back to the story.....as he was backing into the shed he had forgotten to lower the bucket, (which by the way has a grapple on it) and as he zipping in looking backwards he tore off the bottom cord of the first raffter......with the rail that the doors slide on..........now we have a "Nixon".........so dad is trying really hard to keep his cool..........so after not saying anything I finally get a few words out, trying here again really hard not to cuss, and told him to get the tools and ladders and I would take the BiDi and finish scooping snow by the water fountain sow the cows could get up to drink. Best if he worked on the shed by himself for a bit so I could cool down some more after all he was just helping out right(dad's have to remind themselves of that once in awhile)..... anyway I went into the lot and started to scoop and a hydrolic hose popped spraying hydrolic fluid all over...........NOW WE HAVE a HOOVER.........it's 20 below and I don't care how warm the hydrolic fluid is when it hits something cold it is like thick guey mollasses all over the whole tractor....and we are 200 yds away from the heated shop...... NOW I went right past the typical Minnesota swear words like "Jiminy Crickets" and Jumpin Jehosaphat" and the sky got blue with the real hard core ones..........I figured out how to block off the blown hose, poured some more fluid in and got it up in to the shop. I could barely see out the windows with all this yuck on them. Now at least in the shop I can fix the busted hose, but as I was walking around the tractor ....still HOT UNDER THE COLLAR so to speak trying to figure out how I was going to get all this crap off my tractor........and low and behold who's name do you suppose popped into my head but GEORGE HORN'S.....not sure why his name came to mind in the middle of my rant





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