The UnMystery Mystery! Another Sherlock Boomer Adventure

Chapter Six

I took my long, long, very restful nap.

Woke-up, got a nice wet drink of water, walked over to where Mom was working on her flower beds

and sat down to wait patiently for Mom to notice me, and give me a couple of pats or so—maybe even sit down and take a rest—right by me.

I was sitting there watching Mom when my oldest sister walked right up on Mom and me!  I jumped up ever so surprised and found out Penelope Puppy had come over with her Mom, my oldest sister, to have a visit!

COOL!

Penny Puppy and I played bity face, sniffy butts, run around on the grass…  all sorts of fun and exciting dog things.  (Humans don’t usually get ‘dog play’, but that’s okay.  We dogs GET IT!

While we were playing I noticed that Mom and Shannon were backing Dad’s pick-up and heading toward that old sofa the grandkids’ parents left in our yard. Then they were loading UP that sofa in the back of Dad’s pick-up and then getting some other stuff.

Penny Puppy and I sat on the grass and watched them, “What’s Up, Boomer?  Do you know?”

“Hummm….I’m not sure.  I’ve seen Mom do this before.  She loads up all sorts of stuff in the back of Dad’s pick-up and drives off.  Sometimes Shannon (my oldest sister—your Mom) comes over here with all sorts of stuff in her pick-up, then Mom and Shannon go down the long farm road and are gone for a couple of hours at least.  When they come back there isn’t anything in the back of pick-up.  That’s all I know.”

“Are they leaving without me?”  Penny Puppy almost cried.

I put my paw around Penelope’s shoulder.  “Don’t worry, Pen Girl.  You’re with Uncle Boomer.  I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Just about that time Shannon came over and said—“You stay here, Penelope.  I’m going to the dump and will be back shortly.  When I’m back we’ll walk home.  Play with Boomer.  Boomer will take care of you.”  With that she got in Dad’s pick-up with Mom and was gone.

Penny Puppy sat there forlornly (for about three seconds), then started playing ‘get Boomer’s tail’.  So what did I do?

I played ‘get Penny’s tail first’.

This went on for a spell until Dad came in to fuel up the tractor.  He had been out marking one of the corn fields.  We sat and watched him pull in, swing the tractor around, then stop in front of the fuel tank, get out and well…

My eye caught the flash of a lightning bolt way, way over on the Uncompahgre Plateau.  It seemed to be flashing in a thick line of big dark thunderclouds—flash…Yes!  There it was again. It was a tiny, tiny little flash, but my very good Beagle eyes picked it up.

“Let’s go DO something, Boomer!”  Penny Puppy whined at me.  “I’m getting B.O.R.E.D.”  Penelope started whimpering.  “Let’s go to my house!  The other dogs are down there and we can play bity face with them.”

I watched Dad climb back into the tractor, put it in gear and head back out to continue marking the corn ground.

I then looked over at Penelope with her big puppy eyes looking at me when I heard…..

Thunder!  Hum….Thunder.  Thunder can mean lighting, and it can also mean rain.

“Okay,” I distractedly replied to Penny Puppy… “But let me check out the weather first.  I think I can hear thunder way over there in the southwest corner of the world.”

I took off at a jog to the corner of the farm road Penelope right behind me.  Yep…there was thunder, but it was a long ways off…clear over the very end of the Uncompahgre Plateau probably clear in the other county next to the Utah border.

“Okay, Penny Puppy, everything is all clear…sun is up in the sky, although rather hidden behind some clouds right now, the loud thunder and fire is way over in Utah, Mom and Shannon are gone, Dad’s in the field— lets head over to your place and check out what Rocky and Shiloh and Etta are doing!

With big happy leaps and bounds we headed out—going up the farm road by the alfalfa field, then turning west on the super highway farm road—we saw Dad working steady…. making it to the end of the super highway farm road we came to the NEW DITCH!

Now this is where we sorta, kinda, stopped.

Well…you know how it is…we made a little wee stop to play a little bit in the new ditch.

After all it was new and neither one of us had ever played in it before so there we stopped. Jumping in and out and running up and down.  It was a huge BLAST!

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14 thoughts on “The UnMystery Mystery! Another Sherlock Boomer Adventure

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  2. Boomer, I love your picture on Mom’s header! Sounds like you and Penny Puppy sure had a good time together. Just remember, don’t wander too far off from home!! 🙂 I don’t go too far away from my food and water dishes anymore! Just getting too old. I’m 13 and not as frisky!

    Your friend,
    Lucky

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