Couldn't help but think about my cousin sitting down there in Florida this morning. When he sold the last of his cattle a few years ago,I told him now he was just waiting to die. I'm getting envious. It was 3 below this morning. Nothing new. Took the first round bale out and dropped it in the feeder. Backed away and heard a hissing,crackling,fizzing sound. Had hydraulic oil spraying right out from under the platform of the tractor. Blew the end right off the hose to the steering servo. So I'm out in the field,no steering,bad oil leak.Did I mention it was 3 below. It was a long walk to the shop. I had no idea what I'd have to take off of how many tools I'd need. I said to heck with it. Started it up,let it leak,steered with the brakes by sliding the back tires and got it up by the shop door. Luckily,all I had to take off was the battery box to get to it. Went to town to have one made. Of course,he didn't have the long steel tube type ends. We had to use compression fittings to cobble it up to the old tubes. Pretty much took all morning to get the cattle fed. At least it didn't happen across the road. I don't even care if it's 40 degrees in Florida. It's gotta beat the crap out of this.