A true (but funny) story
It was winter, the snow lay over a foot deep on the old farm. Our house was in a wooded area and we occasionally cut down some of the trees for firebreak or just fire wood. One day dad and I cut down a smallish tree, a Cedar for fence post material. We left the stump about three feet tall so we could grab it with the tractor and a chain in the spring to pull it out. A barn cat had come from across the road to mooch food from the dog dish. The dog didn’t take well to this and came snarling around... Sign in to see full entry.