There is Nothing I and my Mighty Tools Cannot Do

I am the most amazing human being for miles around. I just pulled the last concrete slug out of the yard.

The truck loosened it up, so I went out there, took it by the chain, and rocked and lifted until up it came. The damned thing probably weighs about 125 pounds–it’s bigger than a huge turkey, and it’s nice and wet–so once the weight was subtracted from the tension, I was probably putting about three ounces of upward pull on it. But it worked.

I tried to drag it across the yard, but it’s so heavy, it digs into the grass. I decided to leave it, as a monument. No, but I am in need of a meal, and I don’t feel like putting the slug in the wheelbarrow right now.

The rebar and epoxy method works great. If the slug had not been in a bed with landscape timbers around it, I could have pulled it clear with the truck and kept going until it was in the trash pile.

What do I do with a huge slug with an iron handle? I’ll let the trash people worry about it.

I thank the reader who suggested soaking the ground around it. Although I’m sure that made it heavier.