The Mule

We own a Kawasaki Mule that we use to run errands on the farm and move from place to place. We don't park it in the same place each time we finish with it. It has a spot under the barn, but we do not always take it back there. One night it might stay down at the barn, and the next night it might just be in the backyard. The last person driving it pretty much just leaves it wherever they finish with it.
Our border collie, Dixie, loves the Mule! She makes every trip possible in it; if it is moving then she is usually in the back. She even sleeps in it many nights; there is a definite attraction to it for some reason. I think her love for it probably is because one of us is driving, and she wants to be where ever we are. Another reason is because it goes to the farm a lot where she can run in the wide open and swim in the ponds.
Well, anyway, this week's funny is that Wednesday afternoon my husband went out to get in the Mule, and a little wren had build a nest in the pocket of it (the pocket is somewhat like a glove compartment without a lid). Well, if you have followed my blog at all, you know that I love any aspect of nature, including birds. I thought that was amazing until I realized that she might not be able to find a nest that was constantly moving!! Therefore, before she laid her eggs, my husband broke up the nest. At first I was really sad that he broke it up, but then I rethought it and knew that it was necessary. The Mule is not an object that we could wait for several weeks to use again, and the little wren needed a stationary home for her babies!