Boy is it ever hot in the house anymore! Fuzzy and I used to love to be in the house, I would lie next to the fire and let it cook me and Fuzzy would lie next to Mom’s chair so she could pet on him randomly!
We try it now, but it gets way to miserable real fast.
Mom has us sleeping outside again, which suits Fuzzy and I real well.
The dog houses are warm, sometimes so warm Fuzzy stays outside of the dog house until the air cools down enough the dog houses feel good. I stay out with him for some time also. I do go into the dog houses much faster than Fuzz, but that is really so I can get the side I want to sleep in.
So anyway we love being back outside…there is so much to do, and to see who is walking through the place. Wonderful!!!
So the last two or three nights we’ve had a ball. We ran barking up to the hay stack area, then we ran barking over to the old bean field, then we had great fun barking at Freddy Fox. Mom was rather upset with us, but she said “Well, there has to be a reason you are barking. Let’s go see what is out here, that you have to warn away.”
Now this was cool. We took off with Mom; she carried a flashlight and shone the light here there and everywhere. We didn’t see anything, but that was okay. It was fun just walking with Mom after mid-night.
Since this worked out so well we barked lots for the next two nights. Mom would come out…look around, tell us to stop barking.
All this barking really does make us tired the next day. But we sleep in.
Then last night Fuzzy and I decided it would be good to get Mom outside and go for another walk. The time was, oh, maybe, hummmm, let’s see maybe 3:30 in the morning… when we heard the Dog Telephone Relay start.
Perfect! Someone to talk to!
Bark, Bark, Bark!
Woof, Bark, Howl!
Sound carries really well in the night.
Bark, Bark, Bark!
Woof, Bark, Howl!
Bark, Bark, Bark!
Woof, Bark, Howl!
In about 10 minutes of this we had all our dog friends in the whole country mile barking and howling and baying.
We had a chorus going on.
Then the light for the outside snaps on!
Both Fuzzy and I start wagging our tails and getting ready for Mom to hit the sidewalk so we could walk out to the gated pipe. (Mom is always on the lookout for coyotes. One thing Mom does NOT like is the coyotes in the yard.)
There—
The back door is opening—
“Get ready to go, Fuzzy! Here comes Mom!”
“YOU DOGS SHUT-UP RIGHT NOW!” Dad belted out to us.
“AND I MEAN THIS INSTANT!”
Whew!
EEEK! Dad was really mad!
Fuzzy and I rushed right back to the dog houses and stayed there the rest of the night.
(Sometimes Dad isn’t any fun.)
Boomer
Life on a Colorado Farm 
Hi there, Love this post! I also love the photo of Boomer running-so typical for a beagle! The dog houses look great and so comfy. I would love to hear all the dogs chiming in and chatting with each other but not in the middle of the night. Thanks for this great post.
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You probably scared a lot of coyotes and who knows what else away and this is the thanks you get. Humans can be so ungrateful.
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So hard when it’s springtime and you just HAVE to bark! lol
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You boys… 😉
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Cute post…. I was wondering how long it would take Dad to get involved!!!! Glad he got your attention…. Boomer, you and Fuzzy need to stop the barking during the nights… Your Mom and Dad need their sleep–and so do you!!!!! You two had better start behaving —or you’ll be sleeping in the garage one night!!!!!! ha
Hugs,
Betsy
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Haha.
I bet he’s not. ;o)
You both have a great weekend!
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Hey Boomer!! I enjoyed your post today. It was fun to bark, I know, and you really liked having Mom outside at night….. but get Mom to tell you the story of the boy who cried wolf. It’s a lesson you might want to learn!! have a good week and I’ll look forward to your post next week.
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I love hearing about your dogs, I myself have small papilion ( 15 lbs) Buddy ,its the butterfly ear dog.He has a habit of letting me know if someone is here, or he hears a strange noise in the yard. Sometimes at weird hours too!
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Gotta watch out for making Dad mad. That Dad voice can make anybody climb under the covers. Love to see your smile, Boomer, and Fuzzy’s windblown hair. 😎
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Hi Boomer – oh, you two really had fun didn’t you! I could understand just how good those walks at night were. Sooo tempting to keep going with your little game too LOL!!
Reading your post gave me such a good laugh. Bye bye for now xx
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Hi, Boomer,
I think I can understand why you and Fuzzy enjoy those early morning walks with Mom, but I also understand why Dad chewed you out. I think you were very smart to stay in your dog houses for the rest of the night.
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So cute, Linda! I always love Fuzzy and Boomer!
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Nothin worse than dogs barking in the night..especially a chorus of dogs! Good news about the insurance..sure hope it all pans out:)
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your dogs are really cute
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LOL! What sis you guys expect at 0330 in the morning..:-))
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Getting back into the dog house quickly was a wise move Boomer. Seems like ya riled Dad up with all the dog talk. Not good. Best keep it down to a dull roar — ‘er dull bark anyway.
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Boomer,
Please share this info about Dad not being fun with Bob the hound. Bobby thinks it’s great to sound off along with the Dog Relay almost nightly now, while he is in the garage, right below my bedroom. I keep getting up and not finding an issue. It is old. I would like to sleep. He will not be able to work his way into the house this way. Rather, Bob must show us he is good and safe around the cats. THEN he can come sleep inside!
Thanks!
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