The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —It’s All About Beans

Lots happening here!

Well there was lots happening here….its’ raining now so everything has come to screeching halt.

Dad has been ‘doing the beans’.  What that means is he pulled all the beans and put them into rows so they can dry.  The beans themselves need to dry, the stems on the beans need to dry and if there are any weeds (and there is always weeds, no matter how much my people try) need to dry.

Then they sit for about a week if the weather holds.

By that I mean if we have lots of really nice sunshine and maybe a slight breeze or so.

In the meantime, while we are waiting for the fields to get ready for the combine…we all get to get the combine ready for the beans.

This is more work that you would think….Dad really is the one who has to get the combine ready so off we go to get the combine.

I sometimes like to run alongside (not very often anymore-but every once in a while).  Going after the combine I decided this was one of those times.

Tally was spending the day with us while her Momma was working at Blade and Linkin’s school so Tallen and Hank/Puff where also along to get the combine.

It was a really nice warm day.

Actually Hank/Puff got hot and had to go for a swim in the canal.  When Mom saw that she said it reminded her that I needed a bath and hair cut.

I really hate the bath and haircut thing…but the brushing out thing is ….

Ahhhh!

…..really nice!

So everything was going along really well…the beans were about ready for harvest (Dad said a couple of more days of drying and he will be in the field and the beans will be at the Beanery), when it

RAINED!

Lots of rain!

Days of rain!

Everything is sitting in mud.  Dad is worried that the rain has pushed the beans down into the mud; if that is the case he will have to go back out there and rerun the blade under them and wait for them to dry…..again!

The hay customers are coming right along in a steady stream.  Boom and I really enjoy barking them down the lane.  We do a real good job too!  Boom gets in trouble because, well…he pees on the tires!  Dad yells at him…I don’t do yelling.  I gave up tire peeing some time back.

Well….unless

There is another dog in the back!  I have to just ignore Dad if another dog is present…can’t be the laughing stock of the neighborhood!

Well, it’s raining again.

Guess we just wait for the sun.  Mom said we could go to town with her, see ya later!

Fuzzy

The Delta County Independent—Thursday, October 12, 1944

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17 thoughts on “The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —It’s All About Beans

  1. I absolutely love Fuzzy and Boomer Fridays! Sure could use some of that rain here in Texas. We haven’t had any in months and months. The grass in all our pastures died long ago and the price of hay has gone through the roof down here and scarce to boot. The corn farmers even baled up their stalks into round bales and made a bunch of money selling them to the cattle people. Some folks have lost their pasturage, can’t afford the cost of hay, have sold their livestock or found folks out of state willing to “rent” their sheep and goats until things get better. Anywhere, so happy to see those two clowns Fuzzy and Boomer running and having fun.

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  2. I thought of you today, Fuzzy, and Boomer, too. A truck passed me on the highway and it had a 4 wheeler in the back!!! I wondered if it had dog friends that rode with their folk!! Thanks for writing today.

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  3. We have little sunshine to send your way, but I wanted to tell you that I can smell the air in the first picture. Along with wheat, we eventually grew milo, sorghum, lentils and beans. The heat/chaff/dust smell is unmistakable.

    Thanks for a great memory. 🙂

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  4. Oh, so sorry to hear about the drowned, muddy beans – not good! Hope it all clears up soon.
    Tell your Mum that I just love her new header.
    Fuzzy, that is such an adorable photo of you staring out from the back of the truck. Bye!

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  5. Fuzzy,
    What a lovely picture your mom took of you in the back of the truck. My mom wouldn’t let me ride in the back of an open truck bed. She would be afraid I’d get scared and jump out. She’s probably right. I get scared of a lot of things.

    Take care,
    Nessa

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  6. Oh Fuzzy! You are too cute! “It’s all about the Beans!” LOL! My husband just adopted a little pug mix named, “Beans” and he sure thinks it’s all about HIM!

    I hope it quits raining long enough to get the beans in. And I wish I could get some of your lovely hay. *sigh* Maybe next year will be a better hay year here in Georgia.

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