We're just going to pretend...

So, since I have been extremely lazy for the last few days, not posting at all, I'd like to apologize.
I'd also like to say
All of the following event's happened days ago, but I'm just now getting around to posting about it.
So we're just going to pretend that this all happened recently.

"Today" we ran out of hay. So I called up Mr. L (he's our hay man) and asked him if we could come down and get some hay again.
He told me that was fine and to come down whenever. Well. After careful consideration, I realized that our trailer we use for hay hauling is full of junk and that there was no way we were getting hay "today".
So I called him up again and asked if he might use his large green tractor to bring the bale up(we're like two and a half miles from his place).
He kindly agreed and called me later to let me know he was headed my way.

See him there? He brought his dog too, Cody.

The cloaked figure driving his John Deere.

 And then he plopped it into the horse pen, gave a wave, Cody barked, and he was off! (Mr. L too!)

I needed to plow the horse pen before it was too muddy so I got my keys and hopped into the drivers seat(which I might add, is very cold after sitting in the weather all fall).
After several minutes of cranking it and pulling all the levers, I finally asked Brooks to try to start it(he is the master of the tractor).
Literally, he pushes the start button and pulls the right lever-2 seconds-and it's started.
Me: "How..?"
Him: "Cause I'm a boss."
Then he fist-bumped me and went back into the garage.

So after I got it turned ON, I maneuvered it over to get the plow implement hooked onto it.
As it turns out, I'm not that great of a backer...So there it sits, awaiting to be put together so I can plow.
It's been days. I haven't touched it.


So sorry, Mr. Tractor.