How many things can happen?

rrlund

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To keep me from picking corn? Never mind the cord on the elevator shorting out and burning in half today,or stepping on the tines of the corn fork and hitting myself in the forehead with the handle.

I was hauling with the big White. The third load today,I got about three quarters of it off and the crib was full so the elevator needed to be moved. I pulled the wagon out of the way,shut the tractor off and moved the elevator with the 1550. I got all set up,climbed up in the cab,started it and it almost instantly bogged a little,shuddered and quit like I turned the key off but quicker. I turned the key and it would barely turn over. GREAT! Now what,a spun bearing!? I tried it a few more times and it started turning a little easier but still no sign of starting.
I opened the door and started to get out and it looked like black fiberglass insulation under the AC compressor. WTH? I got off and looked. A black cat had gotten up in the pulleys to keep warm evidently. He got all tangled in the belts and pulleys,broke one belt,flipped the rest,the broken belt unplugged some wiring. I had to take the alternator off to get the mangled mess of cat out.
I got the hair and mess out and put the belts back on. The only place I could find that the wires needed to be plugged back in was the AC,but it still wouldn't start. I started feeling all along the wire to the injector pump and found a soft spot in it. It had pulled the wire apart on the inside but didn't break the coating. So,I had to cut that and splice it back together. I was no where near the shop this whole time,so I had to keep going for tools.

Just to add insult to injury,it was the only cat that really knew what he was here for. He never came to the back door wanting to be fed,he stayed out in the barn and around the corn cribs hunting all the time.

Two hours from the time I left the field until I was unloaded. Some days!
 
The only thing in the world I can be thankful for is that at least being a farmer,it's happening at home and not out on the road like it would if I had Jon F's job.
 
No,but I think he was trying out his last one when I was taking off the alternator. One foot started moving a little. That was NOT a fun job. The only time I had one worse was when one about half grown called up in the back of the clothes dryer,got stuck and died. We didn't know about that one til he was starting to stink. That one gagged the heck out of me.
 
when your rv is parked at the flea market,the awning rolled out,your favorite chair ,with a cold drink right next to it,people lifting something up saying,,how much? You,taking in dollars,shooting the breeze,,the wife bringing out the boxes putting more stuff on the tables,,,,,then,,,,,,,,anything that happend today will be forgotten,,,,,,
 
Ha! I hope you've saved that story Randy. Whenever you go ahead and write a book, I want a copy!

I started my truck one evening, and a big cat had crawled up in the fan shroud. He tried to run through the fan, and made a horrible racket. I figured it would take some wrenches to replace the belts, so I took it across the road to the shop, but halfway there he made a second run at the fan, and this time made it through. The cat hair out in the headlights looked like heavy snow. The cat was hid for a week or so, and when he finally showed, he was totally skinned from where his left ear used to be, all the way to his hip. He never got around that old truck again.

I got a chicken in the fan of a '55 Chevy pickup one time many years ago. What the heck would a chicken be doing under a truck hood?
 
Ya,except that she wants me to get her one of those weenie wagon/concession stand things so she can sell hot dogs while I'm selling junk and lying to strangers,so I'll have to carry my own boxes. lol
 
What the heck would a chicken be doing under a truck hood?

Trying to get a ride across the street? lol
 
It would be hard to compile statistics that would indicate how many things were going to happen during a year.

Say take X number of units on the farm, factor in age and condition, and then multiply by Y.

For example, it might work out that 4.6 things might happen to each of the 25 units on a farm. Could get to ge a little mind boggling and discouraging if we knew that in advance.

Just take thing in stride as they happen I guess.
 
Boy, that IS quite a day. I've never had to cut a cat out of the fan belts-yet. And then there was the collateral damage to the wires!

Dad had a cat get in the belts of his El Camino when he was driving home from the farm. All he had for tools was a pliers so he used the pliers to pull the cat out in pieces. He was not a happy camper.
 
A neighbor ran one through the haybine one time and it got wrapped around a roll. He said he had to cut that one off with his jackknife.
 
Probably he did have 9 lives and this was the tenth time he did it and his luck ran out.
Ive never removed a dead cat from a vehicle so been lucky.
The bosses wife had one throw the belt off her suv one day but it survived.
customers used to comment on the black one eared cat. I used to say he's called" Lucky" They said he don't look lucky to us. I said Well if you got a cat in an engine fan. and it came out with the worst damage being a lost ear, what would you call the cat!
Regards Robert
 
Kinda sounds like my day yesterday. Had a leaky water pipe in the bathroom under the vanity where it is next to impoosible to work on. Won't bore everyone with the details, but it went about like Randy's day today.
 
I've ran them thru the haybine too, (not on purpose) but they just sailed out the back with all the juice squeezed out of them. A little "thump" - no suffering. . .

I like cats, but we have so many that one or two won't be missed.
 
4.6 things happening per day. I worry most about the 0.6 thing that has already happened but I don't know it yet. LOL
 
Well Randy as bad as it was for you, it was worse for the cat. Seems like this past year has been about like that for me. The way I look at its going to get better!
 

Yeow! Other than hitting deer over the years and guts all over the truck, I still remember my Father telling me many years ago that the worst smell he ever saw (he grew up on a farm so he saw plenty) was back in the 1941 when he was in the army. He was driving somewhere and a buzzard flew up off the road and came through the windshield and crashed into the seat beside him. The buzzard promptly threw up (the dead stuff he had been feasting on) all over everything before dying and he said that was the awfullest smell he ever experienced.
 
(quoted from post at 16:27:22 11/13/14) To keep me from picking corn? Re: How many things can happen?
I have learned not to ask questions like that or "What else can happen?" inevitably life will show you.
 
I hauled a burnt tractor to Missouri from Louisiana several years ago. I loaded the tractor the evening before and left a couple of hours before daylight, got several waves, strange looks and laughs from other drivers on the interstate but had no idea why, got to where I was going and found one of my Wifes favorite hens had ridden the whole way on the tractor seat. Had to go get a little cage to take her home in.
 
Ran a cat through the fan belt on a truck years ago, he wasn't hurt that I could see, (saw him run away) but jumped the belt and truck overheated after going a few miles. No damage to truck either.
 
A true story that happened about 10 years ago:
I was working at a brick factory and I worked in the maintenance and mechanic shop with about 10 other guys. We had several brand new CAT scrapers and we needed a factory Cat mechanic out to do some warranty work on them. We also had a working Cat dozer that was probably about 50 years old sitting fairly close to them. While the factory mechanic was there, we needed to use the old dozer to do some pushing work. A co-worker went to start the old dozer and there was an awful screech coming from the radiator area. You guessed it, a stray cat had gotten caught in the fan belt and had died instantly. The factory Cat mechanic was about 50 yards away and the co-worker went over to him and said "We have a problem with our cat" and he pointed to the old dozer. The mechanic literally puffed out his chest thinking that he was important enough to be called over to fix a dozer that was over twice his age.
When he walked over to the dozer, my co-worker pointed to the fan belt that had the bloody cat stuck in it. There was some funny noises coming from the throat of the mechanic as he worked hard not to lose his cookies. He was successful, but you could tell it shook him up pretty bad.
As there were about 10 guys suddenly rolling on the ground laughing at him, all he could do was mutter: "You f**kers are sick!" and he stumbled back over to his scraper that he was working on and continued his repair.
 
Had a farm and shop cat several years ago sitting in the shop where a buddy and I were working. Another buddy came walking up with his Blue Heeler. The cat took a leap toward the large opening in the wall trying to get away. Unfortunately, the 4 foot fan was running in the opening.
THUNK. Finished the cat with a shovel and buried him in the garden.
Put up wire shields on the fan right away.
Richard in NW SC
 
I had a cat crawl into my '79 Pontiac and freeze to death jammed between the alternator and the block. The only way to get it out would have been to saw the dead cat in half. Luckily it didn't stink when the car was running so it stayed there. It finally came out when the car had to go to the garage, and it thawed the cat out so it could fall out. I did warn the guy fixing the car before he opened the hood.
 
As long as we are into cat stories. Wife dropped me off half mile from farm to walk county ditch pheasant hunting. She drove into the farm yard and cats all over. Not wanting to run over any she stopped. Shut off engine. A while later , no more cats around so she starts engine, hears a thud and shuts off. When I got there she told me about it. I popped hood of pickup, could not see anything wrong. Went ahead and fed the cats. One nice little friendly half grown kitten was missing. He always jumped up on bench needed to be petted a little. So, I got out flashlight and popped the hood again. No sign of any cat or anything wrong, no fur or anything like that. Took off for about 6 miles. Stopped and hunted some more. Went on home another four, five miles. Next morning I get up and when I get out to the pickup, here lays the dead kitten, right in front of the front tire.
 
Not a cat, but I did run a raccoon thru my old Allis 60 combine. Kind of made a "whump" and a jump when he hit the cylinder. What was left went on through the straw walkers. Wonder what the test on that binful would have shown?
 
Years ago when I was in High school, Mom left for the store early in the AM before I went to school. She started the ol 66 ford and heard a horrible noise and hissing. She wanted me to look under the hood to see what was wrong with the car as she had never heard anything like that coming out of a car. I looked and saw nothing, but sure heard it when the engine started! Started it up 3 times and the loud hissing would start and stopped when the engine was turned off. I thought it might be a vacuum leak so I peeked under the fender where the vac reserve can was. Turned out it was a possum that got behind the fender on top of the inner fender and my nose was just inches away! That was a wake up call better than eating a whole can of coffee! I went and got Dads heavy leather welding gloves, reached in and grabbed its tail and yanked it out for the dog to run off. Rest of the day went ok!
 

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