

I Love it when my punks are happy, so this auger has made my day. My youngest plays with it everyday, eats with it, carries it places, even sleeps with it on nights he feels his farming career slipping. It's the beans that give me a head ache....but how mean would it be to have an auger...with no beans? So we sweep, and vacuum and pick them up by hand. It's a never ending chore really. There's always one we miss, or in our boot, the washing machine...in someone's bed...the list goes on. I'm just glad he's found his calling...and he's happy about it.
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