As we returned from the grocery store today, we found the most amazing thing taking place in the park across the street from our house. The town council workers were removing a stump and the process involved a chain saw, Bobcat and stump grinder. The Russian was literally clawing at the car door in his need to get out and inspect.
He instantly went to the edge of the street which he knows not to cross but I wasn’t comfortable with the mix of heavy equipment, passing traffic and short people, so I talked him back to our fence line.
It didn’t take long for me to realize that stump removal trumps lunch, so I closed the gates for safety and turned it into a meat pie picnic.
This resulted in a VERY happy little man.
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