I hate using that term to describe a piece of farm equipment. Since this particular addition will go from zero to 60 faster than I can bail off, the term toy applies. After years of faithful service, my old 4 wheeler bit the dust in a cloud of dollar signs. Understand, I have deranged cows who are convinced I have cow-napped them. I am pretty sure they have read the military handbook on escaping at all costs. With no horses, another ATV was needed.
Now the big decision, new or used. I searched the internet and found lots of adds for used ATV’s. The descriptions were normally something like; SUPER FAST-adult ridden, Never off road-in louisanna, It’s really an 800cc-put 500cc stickers on it to fool pink slip racers. OK, time for a new 4 wheeler.
I will not discuss the brand here, but last years model got the price into a reasonable range. At least as reasonable as an 80′s corvette, or 10 year old pickup with all the bells and whistles! Price is not the primary issue, just cow catchability!
Like a guard at a war camp, I cruise the road outside the cow pasture. They stare at me as if to say, “That’s not even fair!”. I picture myself surprising escapees as I fly over a hill on my new camo fuel injected peace-keeper. All is quiet though. I stow my new toy in the shed and head in for supper.
“Honey Bunches” asks how my day has been. “Tiring”‘ I say, ” Ready for a bath.” As I lean back in my easy chair, I take in the evening sounds. Crickets are chirping, bullfrogs are croaking out their best love songs. “Not bad”, I say to myself as I try to ignore the distant “MOOooo”.
No scratches yet!
