Thornapple

Was so-o-o-o close. Mike was siphoning off the water supply to steam clean the skidloader. That meant Antonio and I wouldn't be able to use the foamer to do the normal Thursday scrub of the parlor. I talked w/ the herdsman. If we couldn't use the foamer, did she see any reason we couldn't put off scrubbing until tomorrow. "OK," she agreed. "Let me tell Mike." Now I did neglect to remind her that I am taking tomorrow off work. (I hate scrubbing. Can you tell?). Unfortunately, Mike did remember I'd be gone. He stopped his cleaning so we would have water to clean the parlor. So-o-o-o close.