We picked up this load of hay on our way back from Reno. It was a quick trip over to get Dennis fitted for a tux for his daughter's wedding and then back to get the hay. Have you priced weddings?? Yikes!! I'm so glad his daughter is old enough to pay for her own. We're helping, but we're not responsible for the whole thing!
We get our hay from Sierra Valley, its about 90 minutes from home. We weighed our truck before it was loaded and again after so that we knew exactly how much hay we were getting. The scale is sensitive enough, that we each took turns walking on it to weigh ourselves (no, I'm not about to tell you how much I weigh!)
Dave got the squeeze and proceeded to load our truck. I always like watching the squeeze work; I have no idea why. It's just sort of fun...makes me wish it were that easy to unload!
Dash, of course, felt it was his job to supervise the entire operation! Little did he know that his life would be changing dramatically the next day. We took him to get "tutored."
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