After helping Dad cut down a dying tree in the yard, and cleaning up all the branches and stacking the logs…..
(Mom said it was a sad thing to see it go, Dad said it was important since it might fall into the power line to the meter base on the house.)
Mom and I went for a very looooooooong walk! All the way around the place, even to the front of the place to get the mail and then home. We had a great time.
I’m a beagle, you know. Beagles have great noses, we have short-hair (so the weeds don’t get caught in the hair), and we don’t shed too much. Also, we are small. I only weigh 40 pounds at my heaviest…if I get even two pounds over that I start to get a belly and Dad says I look like a sausage. (Humph…a SAUSAGE!?!?! I Don’t THINK SO!)
(Here is a little secret…after you get older it’s harder to lose weight! Since I’m nine now I have to make sure I go out and sniff around…I used to play tricks on Fuzzy, which was great fun. I would run barking out to the grain bins like something cool was out there; Fuzzy would think he missed something so he would run out barking right behind me…then when he got there we would both go check out the hay yard, over to the equipment area -Dad has two spots- and back around the barn and the two workshops. We had a great time.)
Now it’s easy to just lay around the house soaking the heat from the woodstove into the pads of my feet and taking a snooze. If I get to snoring too much Monkey walks on me until I wake-up. That silly cat.
Anyway, Mom says the house starts to close in on her so when that happens we (Mom and I) go for a walk.
Usually a LONG walk…It’s the best part of my beagle day.
In my former life I always had to walk on a leash….not here!! No sireee, not on the farm, not ever…I get to go wherever I want. (If we go to town I have to have the leash, but not on the farm)
The best part of walks are SMELLS!!!
Humm…this is a good smell…rabbit! Oops! Hawk and rabbit…oh…I don’t think the rabbit made it. Well, I won’t say anything to Mom she’s busy looking over at the apricot tree.
We scent-detection dogs can tell lots of stuff that is going on just by the smells. Here, right here…is the home of some mice…sniff, snuff…ACHOOO!
What a bunch of stuff they have stuck in their hole…all sorts of loose bits of this and that ACHOOO! ACHOOO!!!!
Where is MOM! Wait a minute MOM…MOM! Wait a bit I’ll be right there but I need to mark a few spots here and there. The coyotes need to know they are NOT the only canines on the place!
Nice…I can tell Shannon and Jason have been down here to check on the other house…they had Rocky the Rottweiler with them…yep! Good Job, Rock…let me add some to it!
Mom says I can’t sniff around on the main road, “Hurry, Boom. We have to get over to the mailbox and back to the farm before some county truck, or logging truck or fast speeding car comes…You can gather the news down our lane once we get the mail!”
So Mom and I hurried down the main road, waved to Mr. Happy our new neighbor—the little grandchildren call him Mr. Happy because he is always friendly and waves, past the head gate– where we crossed the main road and got the mail, then we trotted over to the lane to our house.
Sniff, sniff, snuff, snuffel….
CATS!!! Let’s see…the yellow and white tom that belongs to the neighbor down the hill…that tom sure gets around. OH! New cat…hum young, tom, black and furry…oh…he lives at the house across the road close to the church. Looks like they are both mousing. Good for them…Mom always like to have the cats out looking for mice. Hunting for birds now, make Mom unhappy, but cats can catch mice all they want. Fuzzy used to catch mice also. Me…not at all; I just love hunting with my nose!
Home now…sigh! That was a perfect way to spend an afternoon.
Oh…Mom says I have to wait right here while she gets a pan of warm water and a rag…she says I can’t come in until I the mud and weeds out of my paws.
That’s okay…I rather like standing in warm water. Once inside I know I can lay right in front of the fire and soak up the heat in my pads.
Ahhhhhhhh…inside, fire, turn around three times, make sure the paws are pointing toward the wood stove…settle down………..sigh……………good. Boomer
Wow! you had a good day Boomer! Mom says her broken shoulder is the bunny’s fault. This morning when we went to feed the cows there were TURKEYS on the feed ground! 5 of them. It was really exciting, but Mom wouldn’t let me get out of the truck to go visit(chase) them.
Have a really good day Boomer.
you’re adorable, boomer. love your little beagle butt. 🙂
Great story, Boomer! We were right there with you :-).
Boomer on patrol! Way to go dude:)
Boomer, I’ve always heard that great reporters have ‘a nose for news’, but you obviously are the best. I know Mom and Dad appreciate that you keep them up to date with what’s going on around the farm.
Great walk, Boomer, thank you so much for sharing it with us.
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A long walk makes for a very happy Boomer – apparent in the last photo!!!!
Well, Boomer, those walks will help the weight problem. I sure know how you feel, I am not young and it sure is hard to get rid of the extra pounds. Even with exercise! Mom took great pictures of your walk!
Wow, that is one interesting way to spend your day, on patrol to keep everything in order. That is not an easy job for one little dog.
You are one lucky mutt Boomer. Use it for all it’s worth.
So will we get their adventures and now Boomer’s own tribulations in a book for 2015? Actually the sadness linked to Fuzzy’s death would add a beautiful emotional layer. Just a thought…
What a great day, Boomer. Thanks for sharing it! Loving the new header, too!
Great day you and mom had – Good how you keep track of everything! Stay warm Boomer 🙂
Love hearing about the adventures Boomer! The pictures too of course! Did you know I speak fluent beagle? Really! My uncle always had beagles and I learned to bray just like they did! 🙂
What a GREAT bunch of farm smells you got to enjoy, B. That was a beautiful walk. I LOVE that last picture of your face. You’re usually too busy sniffing to look at the camera, but that one was a beauty! Stay warm.
Love and licks,
Ah yes, don’t forget those turn arounds before you settle in front of the stove Boomer – most important for dogs.
Boomer, you have a good life.
You had a great day! It’s lucky for you that the house was closing in on Mom! And she s lucky to have such a good walking companion! Great day for both of you.
Looks like you were using common scents… 😉
You have a great life, Boomer! Such fun detecting all the critters that leave smells for you! Enjoy the warm fire, my little friend!
Puppy blessings to you!
Looks like a fun walk, Boomer!
Wow, you have the most extraordinary smelling skills Boomer. I love following you around on your walks.
Adorable selfie as you settle in front of the fire 🙂