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D8H Cat still going strong

Another week of good harvest weather. Whenever the sun got at us it was "cooker time." One morning I got up and it was so foggy, I thought my eyes were gone. The fog burned off before noon and then it was back to "cooker time.
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Another week of good harvest weather. Whenever the sun got at us it was "cooker time." One morning I got up and it was so foggy, I thought my eyes were gone. The fog burned off before noon and then it was back to "cooker time."

I can't believe the way this month is flying by, over half gone already and it seems to have just started. It's like that saying driving by a white picket fence at 60 miles an hour the pickets are just a blur.

For those who are believers in the hoar frost calendar, I have a three-day rain marked for the August 20, 21, 22. Sometimes it will come a day or two earlier. We will see!

I finally tracked down my D8H Cat from my sale. I had visions of the old girl lying broken down and abandoned in the ditch or bush somewhere. I managed to track down the buyer with SaskTel information and a third party told me what town. It would appear that the man really likes the Cat and uses it quite often. He was using it the day I talked to him as he was stripping off top soil for a gravel pit. He has used it a lot with very little trouble. When he got it, he decided to put all new pads on it as they were worn from me burying rocks. Then a year ago he broke the crank. He had another old Cat that had the final drives gone so he switched motors. The old girl is still running well. I was happy to hear that. It was a good machine for me and got rid of countless re-piles and rock piles.

Thursday, I borrowed a 20-foot trailer and Alvin and I and my 7.3L environmental polluter went over to Richard for a used pickup reel for the swather. Alvin met one of his old hockey playing buddies there and they did a little reminiscing. It was an uneventful trip but I was happy to be home. The next day we got the reel unloaded and I returned the trailer.

Harvest is coming fast as some crops east of Battleford are just days from swathing. Another day when the weather is not so hot we will take the old reel off the swather. It is in bad shape and only good for scrap iron. I am wondering if Keranda wants back all those braces and bolts I had to put on to keep it running. I got to employ my granddaughter Jazmin last year to help fix it. She may never touch a ratchet again! She told me she didn't like the job of putting new bolts in the reel. She was a good trooper though and kept at it until we were done. She is a pleasant jabberbox and a good person to work with. I don't know what she is going to work at in life but apparently it will not involve using a ratchet. The job last summer may have ruined her!

In Ottawa, Auditor General Michael Ferguson has finished the audit of Senators Pamela Wallin, Mike Duffy, Mac Harb and Patrick Brazeau and it is over. The audit found almost $500,000 that they were not entitled to. Senator Pamela Wallin will have to pay back $121,348 in improperly expensed flights and travel costs. She is also on the hock for another $21,000 in questionable expenses. Senators Mac Harb and Senator Patrick Brazeau are currently fighting it out in court. I hope they at least pay for their own lawyers.

Now they are going to audit all the rest of the Senators and I say "bonus" and "about time!"

I don't understand the thinking of people who get appointed to the Senate or other public office who suddenly feel they are entitled to dip into the public coffers and enrich themselves with money that is not theirs. This has got to stop!! People with that thought in their mind should be sent packing.

Joke of the week: A Canadian was on holidays in England. After walking all day looking at sites he decided to take the bus back to the hotel. The bus was crowded and only had one seat left but a woman had her dog sitting on it. The man was very tired and asked if he could have the seat. "No," said the woman. They travelled another 10 minutes and the man asked the woman for the seat again. "No," said the woman. Now the man was really tired so he scooped the dog up and threw him out the window and sat down. All pandemonium broke loose as the lady was screaming at the bus driver to stop the bus and get her dog. An older Englishman sitting across the isle said "You Canadians can't do anything right, can you. You drive on the wrong side of the road, you hold a fork in your wrong hand and now you throw the wrong bitch off the bus."

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