I futzed around with it for a good 40 min. while Ben stood patiently, stoically resigned to putting up with my fumbling, even when I accidentally whacked him in the nose with a cart shaft. I finally decided that I need a few more pieces to make it work and it was getting late, so I gave up and put the other harness on so we could go for a drive.
Down the road and around the corner from me is a seasonal road that leads down a steep hill to some state land. Just as we were approaching this little road, I began to hear the rumble of many loud ATV's coming up the hill. They aren't supposed to be on the roads, but that never stops them and there a several big groups of these things that go flying past my house all too frequently. They're sort of like this thing only with wire cages, no mufflers, beer coolers strapped to the back and a lot of crazy people with no helmets.
The road is narrow and there was no place for Ben and I to go so we just had to stop and wait for the hoard to descend upon us. I was a bit concerned, but I told Ben that it was all harmless and not to worry. Sweet soul that he is, he believed me and stood quiet and unconcerned.
The big guy earned his Million Dollar Donkey status this weekend.