Sunday, November 8, 2009

The last tractor ride

Every year we go on a hayride out in the field. So after dinner we piled onto the trailer and Grandpa started pulling it around with the tractor.
We were having fun riding along, but pretty soon there was a weird smell. We waited a bit to see if it would go away, but it kept getting worse and soon the tractor started smoking a little.

Eventually the tractor got slower and slower until it finally just died. So everyone got off and traipsed back home. That wasn't what we were bummed out about, though. That tractor's pulled us through years of hayrides, and this was probably it's last one.


Look out, Dad, Wolverine's behind you!



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