The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Too Much IS Too Much!

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“Let’s go, Boomer!”  Mom said as she walked out the back door.  “Time to go see if there are any babies.”

GO!  I’m always ready for GO!  I trotted right behind Mom, then I gave a little jump and hit my head on Mom’s left hand!  I’m here, Mom!  I’m ready!

Mom stopped walking and knelt down and gave me lots of rubs and pets. I smiled so big the sun didn’t seem so bright!

“Okay, Boomie-Boo, Dad’s already got the gate down and on his four-wheeler, let’s get ours and head out.”

Off-we-go

Mom lifted me up on back, ever since I blew my knee out, Mom won’t let me jump up on the back of the four-wheeler or the pick-up.  She picks me up every time.  ‘Your knee has healed, Boom-dog; it needs to stay that way’.

Cow-Trails

Off we went…first to the equipment area, then down into the bulrushes, which is by the alfalfa field —see the paths the cows are making.  If one goes they all go the same way.

Sage-Brush-Hill Then over to Coyote Hill, into all the fields, through the Rabbit Brush Jungle, over on the Rocky Point to look down into the Back Forty, then the Upper End; and onto Sage Brush field going past the pond.   After which we drove the mile to home. It was a BLAST! (Since it’s been rather warm here the wind in my fur felt really nice!)

SoonAnyway, no calves yet, but soon.

When we got home my oldest sister was there waiting for us with her pack: A Rottweiler–Rocky the Chaco Man, Houston (Houston can climb trees) she is a Mountain Cur Hound, Molly a Blue Tick Hound, Beauty a Black Lab and Etta and Shiloh, White Cloud Walker Hounds.

Hounds-and-a-Lab

They are all hollering and yelling at me to go with them for a run down in the Rubidoux Canyon, I jumped up and put my paws on the truck, so Mom put me in the back with them.

Too-Much

Suddenly they all started screaming at me, hollering and baying and yelling…it was just toooooooooo much!

Jump

SO I JUMPED OUT!!!

Mom was highly alarmed that I hurt my knee again, but I didn’t.  Which was good.  I hid behind Mom and I hugged her legs.  I AM NOT GOING WITH ALL THOSE LOUD DOGS, MOM!  I pled with her.  One or two at a time but not EVERYONE!!!

Mom reached down and petted me, “That’s okay, Boomer!  You don’t have to go— sometimes too much company is just too much.”

Everyone gave me lots of pets and belly rubs.

Then Shannon got in her truck and drove off…all the dogs barking.  I heard them baying as they passed the other house heading toward the canyon.

Whew I’m glad I didn’t have to go!

My-Boomer

A very relieved,

Boomer the Beagle

30 thoughts on “The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Too Much IS Too Much!”

  5. Oh my, Boomer ~ They were way TOO much! Nice they stopped by, but way tOo much! Glad you stayed home with Mom 🙂 You can never have too much peace and quiet, especially with this super nice weather we’ve been having. (have Mom give you a cookie for me) ♡

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  8. Love the cow trails. There are some cool aerial photos of the ranch. The cow trails all lead to water. It’s like a windy interstate out there! Mama cow looks ready to pop! 🙂
    All those hound dogs! Do they do any hunting with them?
    Love the sound of a baying hound dog! 🙂
    Cheri

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  15. Life on this farm surely sounds like a lot of fun. I’ve never met a cow – she looks friendly, but BIG. I think I’d be too scared to come close to her. I love your blog and will look in again.

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