Okay. It's official. I'm a happy camper.
DW went on her solo yardsale flight this morning, since we couldn't butcher this morning because dummy husband didn't think till the last minute to borrow a propane stove from buddy Al in order to heat the scalder. So processing day was put off until tomorrow.
And here is what she came home with...
I kissed her right on the lips. It was like Christmas early.
The little stove on the left perfectly holds my specially purchased metal trash can for my monster turkeys, the one on the right is perfect for chickens just like it is.
She got the whole deal for $15. It's best I didn't go. I don't exactly have what is called a poker face. We would have ended up paying 75 bucks for it, and I would have done it gladly. I've been looking for these for months, ever since Al brought his to the place to help me process my birds.
She is officially the Champion Yard Saler of All Time. I told her just for that I will buy her
two hotdogs at Fletcher auction tonight.
ETA
So, Al, I won't be needing that stove after all. It would still be nice to see you at Fletcher, though.