The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Storms

It’s been raining here—lots!  Big dark clouds, full of wet stuff, lots of lightning and THUNDER!

BOOM!

CRASH!

CRACK!

Fuzzy is having a very hard time, not because of the rain, or the clouds or even the lightning, but because of the thunder!!!

 

(Dad had to turn on the water for 24 hours to soak up a piece of hard soil.  Dad worked several days on opening up a new field for next spring.)

That’s a big rain storm coming our WAY!!!!

Most of the time we are in the house with Mom, because Fuzzy turns into this shivering, nervous, wreck of a dog!

Sort of amazes me.  That loud noise doesn’t bother me at all.

But if Mom isn’t home and the thunder comes crashing around us Fuzzy always runs off into the corn field.

He says he feels safe in there.

I don’t know why—it’s still wet, and loud, but we are surrounded with the corn.  Fuzzy says that helps.

Now if DAD is home and Mom isn’t Dad doesn’t let us come in a hover with him until the rain is over. Dad says he really doesn’t like a hot, panting dog crowding up on him when he is trying to do bookwork, or something important (like watching TV).  So he tells us to go into the garage!

We don’t, you know, we head to the corn field!

We sit out there until Mom comes home and we hear the four-wheeler start up and she comes to look for us.  She has to go to ALL the corn fields as we don’t always go to the same one all the time.

After a while ( we don’t come out right away, Fuzzy wants to be SURE the thunder gods have passed before we venture out of the safe corn field) we come out and head home.

Mom tells us to stop doing that, if Fuzzy was to have a heart attack out in farm some where she wouldn’t know where to find him.  She says PLEASE GO INTO THE BARN!!!

But, of course we don’t.

Mom is always really glad to see us and we are always glad to see MOM!  Dad is okay to see also, but we know with Mom there is a big warm old blanket to dry us off and we GET TO GO INTO THE HOUSE until Dad says: “Okay, that’s enough panting the storm is over you dogs need to go outside!”

Which we do!  (Mom always takes us out with a really nice dog cookie and lots of hugs and petting).

 

(The things I put up with…..Linki made a face on a tomato and said it looked like me!!!)

I don’t get the thunder thing, but I always go with Fuzzy.

He would be very afraid if he was by himself.  Fuzzy is my bestest friend.

What is it that Tallen calls Aunt Shannon?

Oh, Yes!!!  I remember!

BFF….Fuzzy is my BFF!

Boomer

The Hills Come Alive

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The storms playing around on our mountains are just beautiful!

Linda

 

It’s Raining Here

And with rain, there is sometimes a

RAINBOW!!!

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

Linda

 

Sunday with Grandparents

The grandson had soccer at Aspen again.  Both parents were able to go, and the youngest granddaughter went with them Because ‘There A Kids To Play WITH’.

But our oldest granddaughter wanted to stay with us.

So we baked cookies, gathered eggs, walked dogs and petted each and every kitten and cat a the shelter then after lunch we watched the Bronco game.

Because she loves to play on the monkey bars at school she wanted to show us what she could do…

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Then it was time for supper and a bath, before her parents came home.

It’s a tad bit fun to have a day all to yourself with your Grandparents!

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Fall Work

Well, let’s see….first off Boomer and I helped Mom clean the chicken house.  Boomer really doesn’t help; he just bounces around in the house while I am looking for mice. If I see mice, I grab them up and snap them.  Mom says I’m a very good mouser.

(Although, I don’t see as well anymore, but don’t tell Mom, I don’t want her to not let me come in to the hen house with her and hunt mice.    I talked to Boomer about my ‘little problem’ and he said he would watch me and try to do what I do.)

Anyway, there was only one mouse; Mom said the two snakes that had been living in the chicken house have done a good job.  She dreads this winter when the mice will run all over the place again.

Mom washed out and cleaned all of the live traps because they now have to take the place of the hibernating snakes.

Then we got on the four-wheeler and headed up to where Dad is re-building fence….remember that huge fire we had last spring?  Actually two huge fires?  Well, the main fence that runs along the west of the place still hasn’t been fixed.  Long story.

The damaged fences on the top of our place Dad has decided we better remove.  He says we won’t have cows anymore so he is taking down the fences that have huge fire damaged wire. The range cows won’t have to be fenced out of the fields because they come in the winter and run the whole place anyway.

Lots of work, but necessary, you can’t have a cow or calf walk on a burned and down fence, get tangled in the barbed-wire and go down, get cut up, and hurt.

No, sir!

So we are all helping Dad.

I sit by the four-wheeler lots, unless Mom moves somewhere then I go with her.  Boomer runs around, gets the news then comes back and tells me what’s happening out there.

We work until sunset.

The corn is drying down well.

Before supper Shannon comes over and we take a walk with all of her dogs.  We like walking with ‘the pack’.

Hank even comes with us!

OH! YES!  The old tree that was burn last year by our second huge fire the next day…IT IS COMING BACK!  Mom was so happy she petted that tree!

Lots of our farm neighbors have told us how they miss that tree…well maybe it will be back stronger than ever.

Mom said we will just have to wait and see!

(That’s the fixed fence the ditch company burned and have now RE-BUILT!)

Fuzzy

Water—-The Lifeblood of Life

We received notice yesterday by the Ditch Company that the irrigation water is to be shut off early this year and (depending on the snow levels over winter) to start later next year.

Although, we have turned our water off, there are those who have planted winter wheat and also those who have just cut their hay and will need to water the alfalfa field one more time before going into winter.

“Due to drought conditions and the heavy usage of stored water this summer, the Uncompahgre Valley Water Users Association –UVWUA- will be shutting the Gunnison Tunnel off two and a half weeks early this year. The shut-off date will be October 15th. This decision has been made to conserve Taylor Reservoir water for next year. Growers planting winter grains should plan accordingly. Pending the type of winter we have this year, there is a possibility water will be turned on later than normal next spring.  For questions or comments call the UVWUA.”

 

You are looking upon our head gate for the irrigation water to our place.  Our share of this canal (the Ironstone) is taken out at this point.  It goes back in at the end of our farm.

We were watching the Rural Farm News (yes, we do things like that) and the report on there was this drought is the largest drought in years, and years, and years, encompassing most of the United States clear into Canada.

As much as I dislike snow and ice and the dark and cold of winter….I’m sure there isn’t a person out there that doesn’t want a lot of moisture this winter.

Finger crossed and toes crossed for moisture for drought stricken regions everywhere!!!!

Linda

Fall Maintenance Work

Terry and I spent yesterday switching out the broken gated pipes for new pipes,

putting in new seals in the pipes that needed them.

He also decided that he wanted to not replace the four broken pipe but extend the dirt ditch further into the field.

If he likes this he might (MIGHT) turn the whole ditch into a cement ditch…heavy on the might.  The cost will be high, but the work load (after the ditch is made) lots easier.

Fall Maintenance work just makes spring work that much easier!

Linda

Saturday in Aspen

Saturday, our grandson had a soccer game in Aspen, Colorado.  Our oldest granddaughter also had a soccer game, but hers was in Orchard City, Colorado, then to stretch everything just a tad bit more, our son-in-law had to work…he is the Assistant Principal at our local High School…he had to be at the high school because of volley ball games there all day.

SOOOOO enter the grandparents….we opted to take Blade to Aspen, we hadn’t been there in years and years and besides we wanted a day with Bladen.  He is ten now and often times we don’t have him by himself, we get the girls by their selves, but rarely Bladen.

 

On the way up we stopped at the Crystal River to show him where some hot water enters the river.

Over the years people have created a fun little dam which allows for ‘dipping’ , he was delighted.

 

What a soccer field!!! In Aspen you are on top of Rocky Mountains.

Here is a quick shot through a very dirty windshield of some of ski slopes!

Linda

 

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Once more we have been lucky to have family come visit.

Terry’s sister, Carolyn and her husband, Wayne came in a stayed a couple of nights.  We took them to Grand Mesa for the day and to my father’s lake.

(Since Tallen, was with us, she had to show Uncle Wayne and Aunt Carolyn the teeter-totter)

Fall is everywhere up there!

The day was perfect…bright blue skies, golden trees, and lovely sunshine.

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Dogs

I like to think I have a good opinion of dogs, actually I think I am an expert on dogs.

 

(Boomie, lets go!   Come on it’s time to go!)

For what it is worth I think I’ll pass it on to you.

 

(HURRY, BOOMIE!)

There are lots of breeds of dogs, lots!  But the best breed for you is one that you like…sometimes it’s a this or a that, and sometimes it’s a mutt.  It really doesn’t matter…it isn’t color, it isn’t size, it isn’t how much or how little you spend for the dog…its that you like the dog.

 

(COME ON! Boo–mie!)

Male or female…you must like the dog!

That is the most important thing in deciding. Opinions vary on what good dogs are –night watchman, herding dog, guarding dog, best friend, hunting companion, and so forth. A family dog comes down to three things…calm disposition, eagerness to be with you, and the dog wants to listen to you.

 

(We will wait for you, just run, Boomie!  RUN FAST!)

Just like people dogs have personalities…pick the one that has the personality you like.

Once you get your dog, realize your dog is your friend for life….don’t just throw us into the back yard and never talk to us again, or randomly bring a dog dish with food and water out to us and hurry back in because we might ‘get you dirty’-or some such thing.

Don’t get a dog because you can afford to pay $7,000.00 and then never even look to see if the dog is cold, hungry or lonesome.

 

(Your are just about here!  COME ON!)

Please don’t.

We dogs LOVE being with you, having lots of pets, being hugged on and hugging you back!

If you get a dog, please teach your children to have respect for dogs. Pulling ears, tails, and feet can get a child snapped at, don’t get in front of the dog and pant at him/her and not expect the dog to respond back to the teasing with a sharp bite —more than likely to the face.

You teach us dogs that you love us and we will be your guardian angels for as long as our bodies hold out.

 

(Oh, good!  You made it!)

Each of us dogs has a unique personality, our own quirks, habits, strengths, and weaknesses. We are living animals that respond to your environment and we do not see the world like you do. It’s up to the human to work at understanding us, just like we desire to understand you!

Oh, yes, and having a dog in not a cheap hobby to get rid of by dumping us off somewhere when you are tired of us. We need to be with you for life.  And it takes money to have us…food, water, grooming, sometimes vet bills, but I promise you we will return the love to you 100 times over.

(I’m always glad when you get back on time!)

We dogs improve with use…the more you play with us, pet us, and take us with you, the better we get. Just like you we need stimulation, discipline, and a sense of purpose!

If you decide you don’t want your dog anymore, please don’t dump your dog. Find your dog a home, there are lots of good homes out there that want to spend it with dog.  Please find that home first…the world is cruel to a dumped dog.

 

(Hey, Boomie! LOOK!  SNAKE!  COOL!  Fuzzy)

Fuzzy and I were lucky…we found Mom and Dad, but like I said we were lucky.

Life is short….spend it with a good dog!

Boomer