What a little doll! And, smart as a whip...her dad should busting buttons with pride!

I hated when one of my balers or windrowers wore a hole thru the flat sheet metal. I’d always end up trying to weld it in the most awkward position possible - still have slag scars on both arms, my chest and my neck. Worst part was how crappy the patch looked when I was finished.

“My horn is full and my pouch is stocked with ball and patch. There is a new, sharp flint in my lock and my rifle and I are ready. It is sighted true and my eyes can still aim.”
Kaywoodie