Now to be honest, I don't take the best care of the Gator. He doesn't have a hard job (mostly just brings poop buckets back and forth to the dumpster, and drags the ring once or twice a week). So I'm not always that good at remembering to get him serviced. He's a good worker, he does is thing. If a light goes on or he stops working I get him tended to.
Fortunately, I was able to get him picked up yesterday and hopefully he'll be all patched up with new tires, a new battery, and fresh oil by the weekend. And if not? Well, I guess I'll figure that out when the time comes. At least I noticed BEFORE the horses actually got here? Right?
