How did Sparky get his nickname you may ask? That goes back to hot July afternoon some years back. Our old used lawn mower finally kicked the bucket so I promised the Mrs. I would get her a new one. Actually being a conservative (tight wad) I got her a used one; however it was new to her because she hadn’t used it yet. Everyone knows that when a previous owner gets rid of something used there is a reason for it of course. This one had a wiring problem. Well, I was too busy to fix it, the grass was getting taller and the wife was complaining the lawn looked like a hay field. So the pressure was on to let the hired man fix it. Well I just assumed that everybody knew that when you work on electrical wiring that you disconnected the power source first. NOT Sparky! Alias Bright Eyes, smoky hair Sparky likes to learn by hands on. No big deal though. It wasn’t nothing five hours in the local lawn mower repair shop couldn’t fix.
Everybody has an action figure hero; Superman, the Lone Ranger, or Wonder woman. We have Sparky. For who else could we get to keep inventory of the moths that visit our porch light. I don’t have time; I’m too busy trying to tag calves.
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