Friends, ain’t this a special time of year? We always get the grand kids a special toy or two they can play with up here. It’s always something that they might not get until they get older, and I get to show them how to run it!
Last year, it was those little helicopters that you can fly around in the house, but, well that got stopped after Pam ran us outside after one got tangled up in her hair!
Well this year we got one of those drones — you know them things that fly around and you can take pictures? You fly them while watching on your smartphone!
Pam thought that it was too expensive for the kids (and she was right) but who was I trying to fool? It was for me! The kids could watch, but I wasn’t going to let them fly it! It cost too much for that!
I got it out at home and sorta got to know the controls, but didn’t have enough room to really fly. So Eli and I went down to the pasture by John Barry’s where there’s lots of open land.
Eli and I were having fun filming ourselves when Eli said, “Will it fly to John Barry’s?” Well we will see!
We were looking on the phone and directed it to John’s house. We were watching all the chickens and Eli said, “See if you can scare them!”
I was already ahead of him, and we laughed as we were chasing chickens all over the yard, and watching the video!
Then we backed up for another run and I saw John Barry on the video — and he had something in his hands. I couldn’t see too well because I was flying the drone, and so I asked Eli to look.
He said, “Paw Paw, it looks like a double barrel shotgun!”
Then I heard a big BOOM!
My video on screen looked like a wounded bird, and then fell straight down!
He shot my drone!
Little did I know he had been after a chicken hawk…
All I could keep saying was, “He shot my drone!”
Eli said, “It’s OK Paw, you got some good video!”
I told Eli to go get what was left of it. I thought I might could take it back.
He said, “Naw! He has a double barrel shotgun! He done shot a drone; he might think I’m a coyote, and shoot me!”
So he jumps on my four wheeler and says, “Bye Paw! You’re on your own!”
I said, “Eli Tanner Farquhar, you get back here! Hear me!”
But he didn’t!
So John Barry Thompson, you owe me for a new drone!
A hundred dollars! No it didn’t cost that much, but part of that was for mental anguish! And I have video evidence that will stand up in court, and besides that, I had to walk home! And they don’t look like a chicken hawk at all!
And life goes on, on Thompson Hill.
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