"wallster" wrote in message
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Thought this was a nice little story. My brother has a lawn tractor that
has been eluding us. Seems sporatically she just dies, with no warning,
hot, cold, whenever.
Checked spark, ignition, carb, kill switches, you name it we checked it
out. After a
couple weeks of this we were throwing in the towel and (gasp) considering
taking it in to have it repaired. My brother is not a real mechanical guy,
in fact, he's not even close. I have torn apart just about everything I've
ran across and repaired it, restored it or just plain took it apart and
put
it back together.
So yesterday, he calls me and says, "i'm a genius... i fixed the tractor"
completely shocked, i asked how. It seems the GAS CAP VENT HOLE was dirty
and creating a vacuum. So simple, but overlooked.
So the next time you're stumped, go back and check the little things... ya
never know!

walt

I have a Pembroke Welsh Corgi, which, for those of you who don't know looks
like a short legged round dot, but is actually a small man in a dog suit
that doesn't smoke cigars.

I was working on my spa. The spa has these little annoying magnets that are
on the door panels, and sensors on the frame of the spa. When you open the
doors, the electricity in the spa dies. Well, the first thing this safe
worker did was to duct tape the magnets to the sensors so I could work on it
with the doors open. We don't need no steenking safety switches.

My Corgi likes to get in the middle of anything. He is more curious than
Thomas Alva Edison. Sometimes if he can't figure something out, he will
grab a screwdriver or tool and want you to chase him. He usually grabs the
next tool I would have picked up, so I always oblige. He was putting his
pointy nose in the situation, trying to stick it in the door where I was
looking for the cause of the malfunction. After many tries, and me shooing
him away, he managed to get his nose inside the door, where he promptly
picked something up and ran to the step. I was frustrated with the spa, and
just about ready to barbecue a fat little round dog. I yelled at him to
stop, which he did. I ordered him to drop it, which he knows he better do
whenever I yell that.

Ptooooooooooooooey!

He spits out the magnet, and walks through the doggie door and into the
house. But not before he gave me a "here's yer problem, dummy" look.

He has done other amazing things, too, and I swear he is a reincarnated
person.

True story.

Steve