It was time to do my yearly wash of the tractor and inspection. Went around checking nuts/bolts making sure they were properly torqued. All tires and loader assembly was good, which was nice to see. Repaired a gasket on the hood. Found a bracket under the tractor that holds hydraulic lines up was loose. Got that tightened up. Did the greasing of everyplace that I could find that needed grease. All fluid levels checked, the only thing low was windshield wiper fluid.
Hauled it back to the farm and did some mowing. After reading several post talking about different ones running over fawns, I was being extra careful today, didn't want to add my name to the list. Did a nice walk around before starting and was watching careful. Was backing into some high grass/weed along a washout, then heard a God awful sound and smacking around under the mower and I knew what i had just did.
I pulled forward, turned off the tractor, took off the sun glasses, and didn't want to get out of the cab, but I knew I couldn't leave it there suffering. I crawled out of the cab, pulled out my pistol and started walking to the back, figuring most likely it would be chopped to pieces, but if it wasn't dead, I wasn't going to let it suffer.
Got to spot, sure enough, sliced all up......................an old tire. Talk about being relieved.
I was sure I had joined the fawn killer club, but was so happy that it was just an old tire.