Faulkner
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Part 1:
About ever 5 to 6 years the power company sends a subcontractor out to trim the trees from the power line right of ways. I noticed the tree trimming crew working down the road a few days ago and could see they were working there way in the direction of the Faulkner Homestead and would be near my place in a couple of days. Sure enough, two days later when I was working in my shop I heard Daisy bark and I looked to see a pickup truck from the tree trimmer company turn and come up my driveway.
I went out to greet the driver and he introduced himself as the crew supervisor for the tree trimmers and he explained what they were doing and how they would do it. He said they would bring the big tree trimming crawler up the power line right of way and trim about 6 feet off the power line that feeds my place. The power line comes right up beside my driveway that I have lined with trees I planted about 25 years ago. I told him that was no problem and that I'd been though this several times after my trees got tall enough for the tree limbs to reach the power lines.
Shortly thereafter the tree trimming crawler made it's way to the right of way and came all the way up towards the power pole that feeds our property, then started trimming and working it's way back towards the road. I was concerned that 8 month old Daisy might not like all the loud noise and activity, but she found the whole tree trimming ordeal fascinating. As the crew supervisor and I were chatting, Daisy immediately went to work dragging the downed limbs away from the right of way and out into the yard.
"What's she doing?" asked the crew supervisor as we watched her work.
"I have no idea. She's a border collie and they do stuff like that. She's only a 8 month old pup," I replied.
"Well, she seems to be enjoying herself." He said.
Indeed she was, I took this short video with my iPhone, but by the time the tree trimming crawler was done she had most of the limbs pulled to the opposite side of the driveway and out into the yard.
As we continued to watch her, the crew supervisor said, "that actually makes it easier for the chipper crew." I looked at the crawler operator and could tell he was watching a laughing at her in the cab of the crawler. The supervisor pulled out his phone and said, "I gotta film this for my kids, they'll love this."
CLICK HERE FOR VIDEO: Daisy helping with yard work - YouTube
Part 2:
Well, watching Daisy work with the tree limbs is just evidence that border collies love to have a job, which is why I try to keep her busy working with me around the place.
This weekend my younger brother called saying he'd been cutting and splitting firewood at his place and he had a pile of split wood that I could have if I'd just come get it. So, I hooked up my trailer and loaded Daisy in the truck and off we went to pick up the firewood. It was some high quality oak firewood and when were done it was a good trailer load. After we loaded it I thanked my brother and hauled it home and decided I'd unload it the next day.
Next morning after breakfast I went out to unload and stack the firewood. I like neatly stacked firewood so it took me a while to get it racked up like I wanted it. When I was done, I had some odd sized and small pieces that I just piled on the ground that I would bring into the dry and use for kindling. Afterwards, I got cleaned up and then had to run into town and left Daisy with my wife. I was gone a couple of hours or so but when I got back the first thing I noticed while pulling up the drive was that whole pile of odd sized firewood was scattered all over my front yard.
I got out of the truck and my wife was sitting in one of the front porch rocking chairs. I walked over and said, "what the heck happened?"
"Daisy started working as soon as you drove off," she answered.
I said, "did you not think about trying to stop her?"
"Nope," she said, "I thought it was pretty entertaining. I even snapped a picture with my phone for you. As a matter of fact, the look on your face when you got out of the truck was worth it."
"This isn't funny," I said. "I gotta pick all that wood up."
"Well, maybe you need to teach her to put it back," my wife said with a chuckle. "You keep telling me how smart she is, but frankly, I'm not sure who is training who after watching you two."
About ever 5 to 6 years the power company sends a subcontractor out to trim the trees from the power line right of ways. I noticed the tree trimming crew working down the road a few days ago and could see they were working there way in the direction of the Faulkner Homestead and would be near my place in a couple of days. Sure enough, two days later when I was working in my shop I heard Daisy bark and I looked to see a pickup truck from the tree trimmer company turn and come up my driveway.
I went out to greet the driver and he introduced himself as the crew supervisor for the tree trimmers and he explained what they were doing and how they would do it. He said they would bring the big tree trimming crawler up the power line right of way and trim about 6 feet off the power line that feeds my place. The power line comes right up beside my driveway that I have lined with trees I planted about 25 years ago. I told him that was no problem and that I'd been though this several times after my trees got tall enough for the tree limbs to reach the power lines.
Shortly thereafter the tree trimming crawler made it's way to the right of way and came all the way up towards the power pole that feeds our property, then started trimming and working it's way back towards the road. I was concerned that 8 month old Daisy might not like all the loud noise and activity, but she found the whole tree trimming ordeal fascinating. As the crew supervisor and I were chatting, Daisy immediately went to work dragging the downed limbs away from the right of way and out into the yard.
"What's she doing?" asked the crew supervisor as we watched her work.
"I have no idea. She's a border collie and they do stuff like that. She's only a 8 month old pup," I replied.
"Well, she seems to be enjoying herself." He said.
Indeed she was, I took this short video with my iPhone, but by the time the tree trimming crawler was done she had most of the limbs pulled to the opposite side of the driveway and out into the yard.
As we continued to watch her, the crew supervisor said, "that actually makes it easier for the chipper crew." I looked at the crawler operator and could tell he was watching a laughing at her in the cab of the crawler. The supervisor pulled out his phone and said, "I gotta film this for my kids, they'll love this."
CLICK HERE FOR VIDEO: Daisy helping with yard work - YouTube
Part 2:
Well, watching Daisy work with the tree limbs is just evidence that border collies love to have a job, which is why I try to keep her busy working with me around the place.
This weekend my younger brother called saying he'd been cutting and splitting firewood at his place and he had a pile of split wood that I could have if I'd just come get it. So, I hooked up my trailer and loaded Daisy in the truck and off we went to pick up the firewood. It was some high quality oak firewood and when were done it was a good trailer load. After we loaded it I thanked my brother and hauled it home and decided I'd unload it the next day.
Next morning after breakfast I went out to unload and stack the firewood. I like neatly stacked firewood so it took me a while to get it racked up like I wanted it. When I was done, I had some odd sized and small pieces that I just piled on the ground that I would bring into the dry and use for kindling. Afterwards, I got cleaned up and then had to run into town and left Daisy with my wife. I was gone a couple of hours or so but when I got back the first thing I noticed while pulling up the drive was that whole pile of odd sized firewood was scattered all over my front yard.
I got out of the truck and my wife was sitting in one of the front porch rocking chairs. I walked over and said, "what the heck happened?"
"Daisy started working as soon as you drove off," she answered.
I said, "did you not think about trying to stop her?"
"Nope," she said, "I thought it was pretty entertaining. I even snapped a picture with my phone for you. As a matter of fact, the look on your face when you got out of the truck was worth it."
"This isn't funny," I said. "I gotta pick all that wood up."
"Well, maybe you need to teach her to put it back," my wife said with a chuckle. "You keep telling me how smart she is, but frankly, I'm not sure who is training who after watching you two."
