Over the winter, when Bob was very sick, he wanted to be able to work again. He didn’t like sitting around, watching television. It was his dream to get outside and get his hands dirty.
Now that Bob is feeling much better, he’s out in the yard mowing lawn and finding any kind of work that will get his hands dirty.
Bob said that once the water drains from the culvert, the barn cats can use it to walk across the road again–he hates seeing the cats cross the blacktop. They never look both ways.
I can hardly keep up with Bob. He’s a workaholic and always will be one.
Got to love the guy.