cobey
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Oklahoma,AR,MO,KS,TX GTG (Next GTG 08/27/2016 ) Fort Scott, KS
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Hedgerow
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Now lurch would never do such a thing..
He's just sayin' "we number one"!!
Hedgerow
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Thomas, your chain is sharp...
Along with all the other ones that got rocked yesterday...
And the chain I got from Mark went on Levi's Deere.. It's ready to slay some tops in Mansfield if something comes of that...
Along with all the other ones that got rocked yesterday...
And the chain I got from Mark went on Levi's Deere.. It's ready to slay some tops in Mansfield if something comes of that...
You fellas lucked out on the weather. Polar express roared into River City at sunset and the temp is down to 24.
Hedgerow
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That's a lot of firewood..
Hedgerow
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Piles 3 and 4...Hope Steve and Ed don't make like squirrels, and forget where they all are...
Oliver1655
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Hedge, do you have a rough guess how it compares to the last cut? It's amazing how much i feel I missed out on.
I was hoping to pick Lurch's brains on his Jonsered 2171 IIRC. I am still thinking strongly about getting one & having it ported.
I was hoping to pick Lurch's brains on his Jonsered 2171 IIRC. I am still thinking strongly about getting one & having it ported.
diggers_dad
Sawchologist
It's been a heck of a day here. You've all seen pics of my boys, Mason (Digger) and Max (Buster), allow me to share a story with you that still has me tied up in knots.
I was achy last night and didn't sleep well so I was looking forward to an afternoon nap once we were home from worship. I made my way to the bedroom and fell almost immediately asleep. I woke up around 4, plenty of time to get everything ready before evening services. My wife came in and said there had been "an incident" while I was asleep. Those words, an incident, did not bode well.
Max, age 8, decided to go on a bit of an adventure in the yard while Mason, 11, was busy cleaning his room. As usual, when one of the kids is in the yard our Great Pyrenees, Jo-Jo, watched over him. It's normal for our kids to play in the yard for hours on the swing, in the "club house", on the "rock mountain", or in the tree house. They have done so for years and know all the rules which include never leaving the yard. Period. For whatever reason, Max decided to ignore the rules today.
After some time Mason wanted to go out and play also. His mother almost made him stay and clean more but decided he had done enough and allowed him to go out. Once outside he was almost immediately summoned by Jo-Jo. The kids say he "has a look" on his face when something is wrong. Mason recognized the look and began to follow him. As Mason left the boundaries of the yard he knew he was breaking the rules but made the decision this was an exception that needed to be made. 50 yards from the house. 100 yards from the house. Mason was now questioning his decision about leaving the yard and worried about whether he should come back to the house and get one of us or see what Jo-Jo was worried about. He told me heard something at that point and decided to continue. He couldn't describe the sound but knew in his heart in meant he must press on.
Over 150 yards from the house Mason came upon the bank of one of the ponds on our property. About 15 feet from the bank, he saw Max up to his shoulders in the water, frantically trying to get out, screaming and crying. Because of the recent cold weather the pond had mostly frozen. When Jo-Jo initially went with Max they went to the pond. As Max entertained himself by looking for frogs or turtles Jo-Jo ventured out onto the ice. Max decided to join him and later told me he made the first several steps without a problem.
He said he will always remember the sound and the feeling of the ice breaking beneath him.
Mason, confronted with the entire situation, responded with brave calm and decisiveness. He tried walking out to Max but immediately realized the danger and stopped. With Max screaming and crying for help Mason talked to him to keep him calm and searched frantically for a way to help. In the nearby brush he saw an old wooden fence post still hanging on to a few pieces of barbed wire. He retrieved the post and tried to get it to Max but it wasn't long enough. Still keeping his wits, he held on to a piece of the barbed wire and threw the post to Max. Max was able to grab hold and Mason pulled the wire, pulling Max out of the water, across the ice and onto the bank. Max was starting to suffer the effects of the cold water and had to be helped by Mason back up to the house where he spent the next hour crying, getting a hot bath and then drying by the wood stove.
It's been quite a day.
I am humbled by the loving kindness of God and His providence in watching over this family. My stomach is still in knots. I have prayed and given thanks over and over again.
For a little reference, here is a picture of the pond afterward. The fence post on the old tire was the one Mason used. It's about 5 feet long. Most of the broken ice is from Max thrashing around.
I was achy last night and didn't sleep well so I was looking forward to an afternoon nap once we were home from worship. I made my way to the bedroom and fell almost immediately asleep. I woke up around 4, plenty of time to get everything ready before evening services. My wife came in and said there had been "an incident" while I was asleep. Those words, an incident, did not bode well.
Max, age 8, decided to go on a bit of an adventure in the yard while Mason, 11, was busy cleaning his room. As usual, when one of the kids is in the yard our Great Pyrenees, Jo-Jo, watched over him. It's normal for our kids to play in the yard for hours on the swing, in the "club house", on the "rock mountain", or in the tree house. They have done so for years and know all the rules which include never leaving the yard. Period. For whatever reason, Max decided to ignore the rules today.
After some time Mason wanted to go out and play also. His mother almost made him stay and clean more but decided he had done enough and allowed him to go out. Once outside he was almost immediately summoned by Jo-Jo. The kids say he "has a look" on his face when something is wrong. Mason recognized the look and began to follow him. As Mason left the boundaries of the yard he knew he was breaking the rules but made the decision this was an exception that needed to be made. 50 yards from the house. 100 yards from the house. Mason was now questioning his decision about leaving the yard and worried about whether he should come back to the house and get one of us or see what Jo-Jo was worried about. He told me heard something at that point and decided to continue. He couldn't describe the sound but knew in his heart in meant he must press on.
Over 150 yards from the house Mason came upon the bank of one of the ponds on our property. About 15 feet from the bank, he saw Max up to his shoulders in the water, frantically trying to get out, screaming and crying. Because of the recent cold weather the pond had mostly frozen. When Jo-Jo initially went with Max they went to the pond. As Max entertained himself by looking for frogs or turtles Jo-Jo ventured out onto the ice. Max decided to join him and later told me he made the first several steps without a problem.
He said he will always remember the sound and the feeling of the ice breaking beneath him.
Mason, confronted with the entire situation, responded with brave calm and decisiveness. He tried walking out to Max but immediately realized the danger and stopped. With Max screaming and crying for help Mason talked to him to keep him calm and searched frantically for a way to help. In the nearby brush he saw an old wooden fence post still hanging on to a few pieces of barbed wire. He retrieved the post and tried to get it to Max but it wasn't long enough. Still keeping his wits, he held on to a piece of the barbed wire and threw the post to Max. Max was able to grab hold and Mason pulled the wire, pulling Max out of the water, across the ice and onto the bank. Max was starting to suffer the effects of the cold water and had to be helped by Mason back up to the house where he spent the next hour crying, getting a hot bath and then drying by the wood stove.
It's been quite a day.
I am humbled by the loving kindness of God and His providence in watching over this family. My stomach is still in knots. I have prayed and given thanks over and over again.
For a little reference, here is a picture of the pond afterward. The fence post on the old tire was the one Mason used. It's about 5 feet long. Most of the broken ice is from Max thrashing around.
Oliver1655
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What a blessing! I have no doubt God's hand was there guiding your dog & then Digger. What a hard lesson for your boy's to learn.
Hedgerow
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That coulda been bad...
But I'm sure glad it was a teachable moment as opposed to a tragedy..
Providence...
But I'm sure glad it was a teachable moment as opposed to a tragedy..
Providence...
diggers_dad
Sawchologist
If I ever settle down enough to sleep I'm going to try to figure out how to stay within arms reach of each boy during the night. I held Max for a long time and told him the trouble and punishment would come later, after I could think with clarity. I've told Mason how proud I am that he was able to be calm and rational in a crisis. I told him that's the kind of thing that makes the difference between a boy and a man. I think he grew a little bit as that sunk in.
Steve NW WI
Unwanted Riff Raff.
That's scary for sure. Somehow, I know that feeling. A little creek close to my house, a little too late in the spring. I was able to thrash to shore myself, but it gave me a lot of respect for ice. Not enough to not go chase fish on it, though!
Happy to hear everything turned out well for you. The boys will tell that story for years to come, and maybe someone else will listen enough to stay off the thin stuff.
Happy to hear everything turned out well for you. The boys will tell that story for years to come, and maybe someone else will listen enough to stay off the thin stuff.
cobey
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I am overjoyed the boys are safe!!! like Matt said I really hope this is a good learning
experiance for them, on how to stay out of trouble, and how to respond in an emergency.
they have a great Dad and are learning lessons that will last a lifetime. the investments
both spiritual and physical you are making are QUICKLY paying off big time!
to God be the Glory for his loving protection of You, your boys and family!
cobey
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cobey
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Marc, I am just blown away how the Lord guided the dog and Mason! WoW! just WOW!!!!
A miracle for sure. Glad everybody is ok. I worry about my boys all the time. They are clueless to the dangers of life as we all were at that age. It is a wonder any of us survived our youth.
My wife read a book by Dr. James Dobson on how to raise boys. The very first thing Dr. Dobson says is "Your main priority in raising boys is to keep them alive!!!!" IIRC, He then told a story how he and some neighborhood friends poured gasoline down a sewer manhole, put the cover back on, and dropped a match down the keyhole. I think they blew 5 toilets off the foundation in the neighborhood.
I am so glad both boys are going to be ok. I give you a lot of credit. You have taken the boys out and let them experience life enough that they know how to react in an emergency. Thank god for miracles
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Marc
I praise God with you. Just shows that if we listen to the small voice everything works out. Good on you, your wife, and the boys. Specially digger. I'm sure this has given max a different perspective that will help him
Y'all just remember that the thief failed and that a miss is as good as a mile. Don't loose time worrying about what coulda been. It didnt happen. Alls well
I praise God with you. Just shows that if we listen to the small voice everything works out. Good on you, your wife, and the boys. Specially digger. I'm sure this has given max a different perspective that will help him
Y'all just remember that the thief failed and that a miss is as good as a mile. Don't loose time worrying about what coulda been. It didnt happen. Alls well
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lumberjackchef
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Praise God!!
When the righteous cry for help, the Lord hears, and delivers them out of all their distress and troubles.
Psalm 34:17
and that righteousness is not of our own but it is the gift of God that through Christ we have been imputed his Righteousness. Amen for that Brother, Amen! Knowing your child in is danger is the worst. When one of my daughters was just 18 months old she was attacked by a stray chow mix that grabbed her by the head as she was playing with our puppy. Luckily my wife was very near by and was able to remove the dog from her. She lost most of her left ear and received 57 stitches to her scalp. that was a scary thing. But God is good always, and she is now a momma to 2 of her own little ones that she has to watch over and train up. Good to know he is safe and has something to reflect upon next time he comes into a potentially dangerous situation.
When the righteous cry for help, the Lord hears, and delivers them out of all their distress and troubles.
Psalm 34:17
and that righteousness is not of our own but it is the gift of God that through Christ we have been imputed his Righteousness. Amen for that Brother, Amen! Knowing your child in is danger is the worst. When one of my daughters was just 18 months old she was attacked by a stray chow mix that grabbed her by the head as she was playing with our puppy. Luckily my wife was very near by and was able to remove the dog from her. She lost most of her left ear and received 57 stitches to her scalp. that was a scary thing. But God is good always, and she is now a momma to 2 of her own little ones that she has to watch over and train up. Good to know he is safe and has something to reflect upon next time he comes into a potentially dangerous situation.
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