Best Diy Tree Removal in Phoenix AZ

We had a storm and this big ol tree just fell right on the outhouse. As you can probably understand we were concerned, what with the tree hanging half on and half off the outhouse. How was we supposed to do our business without gettin killed? We didn't know what to do! It was to big, the tree, not the outhouse, for me to move or cut. I called my friend BillyBob and he said SaraJoe had a tree taken out that was real close to the goat pen. She was afraid the tree would fall and smash those goats like an egg. BillyJoe said it probably look more like jello that has been stepped on if a tree that size fell on em. Anyway BillyBob said SaraJoe recommended P V Trimmers and so that's just who we called. MarthAnn, my wife called on the telephone and talked to a real nice lady named Revell. Revell was real sorry about our outhouse and said we did the right thing by calling the professionals. Moving and cutting on a big ol tree takes real skill if you don't want to get squashed. Revell didn't know if a goat would look like jello or and egg after it got hit by a tree but she said her crew would be out that very day and take a look at our tree and give us a price for the job.
I figured I better get to my own chores to take my mind off the fact that the outhouse was out of service if ya know what I mean. Before I could get the fire under the still burning real good this fancy rig pulls into the place. Hadn't been a 1/2 hour sense Martha hung up the telephone. A real pro setup I thought. Big ol GMS with a chipper bed pulling a right fine chipper. This good looking young man climbs out takes a look at the tree a laying on the outhouse. About that time my daughter, SallyJo comes a running out of the house yelling WOOOOOEEEEEE lookie there papa! and makes a beeline for that tree man. If Martha hadn't closelined her halfway there SallyJo might of tackled him right in the yard. SallyJo is marrying age though and I wasn't sure Martha done the right thing. A strapping young man like that don't come along very often. Turns out that the tree man is married to that nice lady who talked to Martha on the telephone. I reckon she might have a problem if he married SallyJo too. Anyhow, Michael, that's the name of the tree man, looked over that tree and said he could take care of it. He said he could probably do it without totally wrecking the outhouse. I said I don't know about that but you are sure welcome to try. The price was reasonable. Heck! I thought it was low but who am I to tell him what to charge.
Well Michael got busy. He started a measuring. Measured the tree, the outhouse the driveway. He measured just about everything there was to measure. Then he tied off some parts, cut other parts and before you know it that big ol tree was a laying off to the side in a neat pile of logs just about the right size to put under the still if I needed to. After that He fed all the branches and brush into the chipper and that thing tossed out mulch into the chipper bed! Boy Howdy! Fancy schmancy! SallyJo offered to help but Martha thought that was a bad idea for some reason. Soooo anyhow the outhouse was a leaning a bit to the left but not too bad considering there had been a big ol tree a leaning into it just a bit ago. I settled my debt with Michael and he climbs into his truck and gives a wink to SallyJo a nod and tip of his hat to Martha. I said put er there and he shakes just like one of the boys. Like a man. No milktoast city boy I'm betting. He drives off just as the sun is starting to set.