Chapter Nine
Meanwhile, back at the leveler.
“Hey, Dog! Wake up!”
“Huh, why? It’s nighttime, and I want to sleep. I like sleeping. Makes time go fast.” Boo Berry snorted, yawned, and replied.
“I got a message you wanted to go home!”
“HOME! That woke me up! HOME! Yes! I do!”
“Okay, good… my three brothers are here, and we are ready to lead you back to the farm yard.”
“WOW! Good!!! But, wait, how did you know I needed help? That I needed to find my way back HOME!”
Our cousins sent word by the deer. Our cousins are way, way up at the Back Forty, but the deer move through the whole farm all the time.” Tom Racc pointed over to the six deer standing there staring at me.
“OH! MY! GOSH!” I jumped up! I AM terrified of big-hooved animals. And let me tell you, anything with hooves is much bigger than me.
“It’s okay, Little Tiny Dog; we were just bringing word to you that your cats are over at the Back Forty. They still have to travel to the Upper End before they can even start home. We talked to all the raccoons along the way until we could get here, and yep, there you were.” One of the GIANT HOOVED ANIMALS said to me.
“Come on, Dog. By the way, do you have a name?”
“Yes, yes, I do—Boo Berry works just fine.”
“Okay, Boo Berry, I’m Tom. This is Timmy, and our baby brother, Tony. Gather your paws together, and we will head to the farmhouse.”
Life on a Colorado Farm 