Recently some apes who shall remain un-named have been complaining about how difficult life is in the cold weather. Since I have been forced to become an indoor cat I really can’t get behind their point of view. I just have to make the best of a bad situation.
A couple of days ago I was using the garden tractor to mow the west forty. Since I’m still unfamiliar with the eccentricities of the tractor I managed to run out of gas in the middle of the field. As I was walking to the shed to get the gas can, I thought that there are far worse places to run out of gas. Here are five of them.