Well, just for today …THIS IS THE LAST DAY OF FEBRUARY!!! Mom and I are doing the happy dance here there and everywhere!
The Day is 11 hours and 16 minutes long! On Sunday, March 9th, we will switch to Daylight Savings Time and the day will grow LONGER!
YIPPEE! Mom, myself, and the Little Buff Hen like Daylight Savings Time the Best. Why? Because we get up with the sun anyway!
Yesterday was a huge busy day…first rattle-out-of-the-box we all headed over to the equipment hill to load up ‘stuff’ for the consignment sale this coming weekend.
Mom drove the truck and trailer over with Boom and I in the back of the truck. Dad brought over the tractor with the loader.
It was cold outside, sharp wind, spots of frozen ice, lot of cool smells.
While Mom and Dad worked on getting the ‘stuff’ hooked up and loaded onto the trailer, then shuffling around some of the other ‘stuff’ Boomer and I checked out everything going on around there.
Hummmmmmmmm the skunks are out-and-about. I think….snuff, sniff, snuff…yep, mating season. Oh! The badgers are waking up and doing some house cleaning….
Hey, Boom, don’t head over here… the badgers are out and about…you know how cranky they can get.
‘Snuff, snuff,ummm, yumm, swallow.’ Okay, Fuzzy. I’ll just stay up here where the cows and calves stay…smack, slurp.
Oh…hummm….yes! Oh, look a patch of Cheat Grass…the cows are going to love that.
The deer have come back…here is a great deer wallow. Oh, my…I think I’ll just head on back to Mom…COYOTE poop…not, good…not good at all. At my advanced age they would find me perfect for breakfast.
Slurp, slobber…(mouth-full) Yes, Fuzzy?
Let’s go back to Mom, it doesn’t seem, like, um, we had better hang out here much longer…I found evidence of coyotes!
Let’s go back to MOM! Beat you there!!!!!
WHEW! I’m glad we are back!
Looks like Mom and Dad are all loaded and ready to go.
This time Dad has the truck and Mom the tractor. You go ahead and ride Fuzzy, I want to run back to the house and check out the fields as I go.
Check out the fields for what, Boomer?
MILK DUDS, Fuzz! MILK DUDS!
Boomer, you really are something, you know it?
Yeah, Fuzzy. I keep the coyotes from getting close to the house!
Ackk! I guess so Boomer! Gag!