I was bush-hogging one night while wearing my cell phone.
Apparently, the Velcro flap on my cell phone holster was worn out.
While making a turn, I saw shiny bits in the dirt and thought it was one of the kids' toys.
I stopped the tractor to check and picked up my cell phone in five pieces.
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I started giggling – the darn thing was dead.
A stag beetle showed up Sunday morning. This is a beetle with pincers on its head that look like stag horns.
I thought he was cool! But my wife, Jenifer, and our daughter, Ellie, did not appreciate me parking the beetle in a strawberry basket on the kitchen table for lunch.