Our ‘hood’ is a narrow dirt road between woods and a small ditch on one side and a cornfield on the other. Our neighbor, Joe, came up behind us driving his enormous John Deere tractor pulling the hay bine. Tinker is used to hearing and seeing machinery but Joe was definitely moving closer, so we crossed the little ditch and stood against the woods as closely as possible. Joe crawled by as slowly as possible for us and Tinker didn’t bat an eyelash. Then just to show how brave he was, he leaped the little ditch like a gazelle. I wasn’t prepared for his effort so was the opposite of graceful getting out of the ditch.