Well, back home. I got sidetracked.... wound up with 2 mice in the traps... heard the "snap"..... another group moving in...
Then had a text from our retired vet friend... seems they are going to have the dinner that they were going to have a couple weeks ago, tonight. She asked if I could come and I said that DS wasn't going to be here, but that I would love to come. So that is at 6. Gotta leave here by 5:30.
So I go out and went to the barn as I didn't know if I would have trouble getting the steer loaded.... DS wanted 222 to go... and come to find out of course he is the "stupider acting one".... but I got him separated and he ran up the loading chute and I got the gates closed before he realized the other 2 in the barn lot weren't behind him. I was trying to decide how to get in there to run him in the trailer and get the door closed as I didn't trust him to not want to take a run at me. I walked along the fence on the outside, and he was trying the gates and I thought he might try to go over but then he turned around and ran in the trailer and I quickly can push the gate from the outside and get in and shut it.....can I move in there fast enough so he doesn't turn around and try to shove it open... That was a real heart pounding minute but I managed it. He never saw me either as the door is solid. . I had decided to do the steer first, then do the chickens on the way back. Took him up there and got the trailer backed up... had a little trouble getting the slider open but then he came out and PHEW... done.
Left headed back... this is only about 5 miles from the barn.... and there is TONS of traffic headed northbound on RT 11... another backup of some sort on the interstate and they get off and run the main state route 11... come down almost to make the turn towards the interstate to come back to the barn, and some imbecile pulls out right in front of me and I practically cream him... somehow I didn't hit him... but the truck stalled and then it wouldn't restart. I know what it is , the starter got hung again and I didn't have a hammer to tap it to free it up... There is traffic everywhere and I am blocking the small side road the IDIOT pulled out from.... and of course with all the traffic off the interstate it is like another grand central station... There was a guy across the road at the other intersection and he asked if I had a hammer and I said no, that I think the starter was hung... he went across to his truck, got a hammer, tapped on the starter underneath the truck, and it started. Thank YOU ... He said, yeah, been there done that a time or 2... I was shaking I was so mad and so afraid I was going to get hit with all the idiots coming off the interstate and all in a rush to go up the road....(this is the truck with the new starter sitting in the cab that was supposed to get put on and the new brakes on this truck done too....)

And the sky had turned black in 20 minutes and it started to rain... got quite a down pour by the time I got to the barn (not 2 miles from where I almost hit the guy). Got out and was getting wet so I went on and opened the loading alley gates to put the other 2 back up in the field... and of course one had to go around the gate into the little silo lot... and I had to go make him come back and just got wetter. So I came on home as it was pouring down. Had some flashes of lightning and a rumble of thunder too.
It lasted another 10 minutes and then stopped and the sun has peeked through again...but radar shows another cloud section coming through about 5... then clearing out.
So I am going to change my clothes, and put on my new ankle waterproof boots and go do the chickens, change to my sneakers, then go to eat.
Aggravations.....




