Ol' Willie the Mule of all Mules Is no Ass

So, today i'm tinkering around with an old cycle and here comes Willie down his normal path but I notice he's a bit early today. Willie has his own timeclock ya see. I was deep into what I was doing replacing grommets on pushrod tubes so I mumbled Hi Willie. He just stood there lookin at me with one eye as if he had something really important to say. I asked him to give me a few minutes and i'd go get him a carrot or apple or both. He smiled and stepped closer knocking over a tincan of bolts so I once again explained to Willie that hey my friend this workshop isn't big enough for you, me and all this metal, wood, mechanical and just plain ol' stuff. He smiled again and stepped back causing me to break out in laughter. Okay mule, i'll stop what i'm doin and get you what you want cuz these pushrod tubes ain't goin anywhere. A few minutes later I return with his gifts from the earth and find him at the pond talkin, well maybe listening to C'mere the duck. Are they talkin bout me, the crazy but loving human that talks to plants, trees, animals and my tools more than I do humans. Ahh who knows. So I talked to the few chickens that weren't roosting and C'mere and Willie about tonite being the last nite of the meteor shower. I thanked Willie for the break I needed and sent him on back down the trail with a mule pack full of vegetables, some Herb and a note. I hope some people reading this blog think i'm nuts cuz if this is nuts we all need a piece of it. I love it ! Thanks for listening.
Take care in simplicity, Roundman