The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — March, 30, 2012

We finally made it through March, well almost made it; we are at the end anyway, just one more day to go.

Mom thought we ought to hop onto the four-wheeler and ride over to see how the fire-burned area is doing.

Most of it is still burned.  Nothing really green there yet, but when we got to the hill pasture WOW little sprigs of green showing up everywhere.

Mom said she is not surprised about that since the hill pasture is a mixture of grasses; the fire there just took off the dead.  (It also jumped the road and ran through the corn field toward the house, and it also jumped into the alfalfa filed that burned right up to Mom-mom and her family’s barns.  But I didn’t remind Mom of that, she was still a little sad to see the whole mess.)

We then headed on down to the back forty,and then over to the west field, then the upper end.

Still pretty black!

When we got to the south end Boomer got off and hiked around a bit

while Mom wrote down the fence post count in a little book she was keeping for the insurance guy.

Mom told us dogs that Dad wanted to NOT have to build fences anymore and look at what he has to do now—the whole west side of the place, the ditch company took out the whole north side and the whole east side.  He will have lots and lots of fences to fix now.  Although, there is a possibility that maybe the west side will be fixed with help.

The Ditch Company will probably NOT do the work on the north and east side so Dad and Mom will get to do those fences.

Building fences are not easy, it isn’t stringing the wire that is hard, and it’s digging the fence post.

Of course, us dogs get to go help.  We really enjoy helping out there, we really do!

Almost back home I wanted off.  Boomer found some deer tracks and bayed at me to “come smell.”

So Mom helped me off.

We sniffed around for some time.  Mom got tired of waiting and went back in.  I came back after I checked out all the news out there.


8 thoughts on “The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — March, 30, 2012

  1. Oh how sad, Fuzzy…. Bet it was hard for Mom to see all of that burned area. Glad to see some ‘green’ popping through though in spots… Looks like it’s going to be a big job rebuilding those fences… You and Boomer need to be a BIG help to Mom and Dad on that project….

    Have a great weekend.


  2. I love hearing from you guys every Friday! But it sure makes me mad to hear all you are going through after those fires. We have an old post pounder we bought on the cheap a while ago. Really wish you lived closer because it goes on a tractor and makes short and easy work of putting in posts.


  3. Good to hear from you Fuzzy!! I know it was fun to ride around with Mom while she counted damaged fence posts. It was good to see the green starting to return to some of the burned land. You guys have a good week and I’ll look forward to all the posts coming from your blog.


  4. Ugh! Building fences doesn’t sound like much fun. I’ve never seen the appeal of digging holes. I think my mom likes that about me.


  5. Digging fence posts is no fun at all. Last year, a giant dust devil took out our fence, concrete, posts and all. It took us a while to dig holes for new posts, and replace the fencing, all while being inundated with the drifting smoke from the Wallow fire out West. We had to wet down the ground just to be able to get the post hole digger in. I am really feeling for you.

    It is great to see the first signs of healing in the ground. I am sure the grass will come in greener and richer than before.
    Best wishes,


  6. Oh dear dogs, I don’t envy your Mom and Dad having to build that fence — I don’t think the two of you can dig those holes deep enough without their help!

    Interesting that the green stuff is coming up through the burned stuff –seems like I might have heard that Native Americans did burns on purpose of that reason. (But of course they no doubt moved their homes well out of the way first!)


  7. My comment went away, Word Press doesn’t love me today. I’ll try again.
    I don’t envy you having to build all that fence — and I don’t think the dogs are big enough to help too much with those postholes! Interesting that the green is coming up through the burned stuff. Seems like I read that Native Americans would burn fields on purpose for that reason — but of course they could move their houses well out of the way first!


  8. Another great post Fuzzy. Glad there’s starting to be some green showing, but really mad about having to build all the fence again. Tell your mom that it’s okay to keep talking/venting about what happened. Because she loves all of creation, it’s all her family and you just don’t “get over it”.


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