I have mad tractor driving skilz. Just in case anyone wanted to know.

Okay, I sat for five minutes with the manual on my lap, trying to remember which lever lifted the implement. But I got both the mower and the bucket off the ground, BACKED UP before I ran right over the septic tank and successfully drove across the lawn and parked the kubota in the garage without crushing anything that didn’t deserve crushing anyway.

And like most things I dread doing until I have to do them, it wasn’t really that hard. At all.

It was, I know, far less hazardous that putting pink racing stripes on Bagheera would be. She started out her life as a nasty little London street cat, and I don’t think she has ever forgotten her roots. That cat can swear! With a British cat accent, but it’s unmistakably fluent vulgarity.

does indeed come in hot pink.
but it has to be bleached first to stay in my understanding.