I have been threatening to cut the dogs’ yard for weeks now, but have been putting it off because I figured that the old lawn mower would need some maintenance. I just couldn’t put it off any longer; the weeds were much taller than the dogs. So, I went out and tried to pull my old lawn mower back from where it had been sitting all winter. Dang, it seemed to be stuck, so I tried to lift it up. OH DANG, FIRE ANTS!!! (BTW, I do use “dang” for 95% of my cussing) Yep, they used my lawn mower as a shelter from the rain. Just what I needed, a few billion mad fire ants!
I finally got the lawn mower pulled out from beside the porch to an open area, bumped it up and down a few times, and then remembered that I didn’t get any gas for it. I opened the gas cap and checked, and there was just a hint of gas in the bottom. I looked around and found an old gas can. Yep, it had a few inches of gas in it. I smelled it and it didn’t smell like gasoline should. Oh well, it was all I had and I didn’t want to go for gas. I dumped it in the tank, put the gas cap back on, and yanked the starter cord. It didn’t even sputter, so I yanked it again. I couldn’t believe it; it started right up on the second pull!! I must have done something right when I rebuilt the carburetor over a year ago. Do you remember that blog? Here is a link: http://dizzydick.blogspot.com/2010/10/mower-resurrection.html The dogs seem a lot happier about going out now, so I will change the oil in the mower and go get some fresh gasoline and if I feel like it, I will cut some grass. Well not for a few days, the weather man says it is going to get real stormy around here.
You all have a great day now, you hear?