The Adventures of Sherlock Boomer—The Mystery of Nothing
“There’s never enough time to do all the nothing you want.”—Bill Watterson, Calvin and Hobbes
It wasn’t long before I got the feeling I had better hurry back to the yard. I try really hard to stay tuned into Mom, even when she is not on the farm.
I had made it to the new cement ditch, had a good romp with foxy, got yelled at by Momma fox for stirring up all the hunting…stiffed out the news along the way UP to the cement ditch,
then got an inkling Mom and Dad were on their way home.
I kicked it into high gear and got into the yard in enough time to greet Mom and Dad, just like I hadn’t been anywhere doing anything.
(And I didn’t see any bears!)
Mom gave me a big hug when they got home, asked me what I’ve been doing…I told her Nothing….I have been in the pursuit of Nothing!!!
Made me laugh!
Made Mom laugh, “Somehow I don’t believe you, My Boomer, Beaglie Brown. But that’s okay, you are supposed to take care of the farm while we are gone!”
Soon it was time to do the night-time water check, so Mom and Dad loaded me on the four-wheeler and off we went.
We didn’t see any bears. Just water, and stars, and the normal activity one finds on the ditch bank….a couple of toads, one snake hiding under a warm syphon tube, and three mice. All creatures I find very, I MEAN VERY, interesting to investigate while Mom and Dad are changing water.
Then it was back home, a bed time treat, lots of pets and rubs, then off to sleep.
Another good day of doing NOTHING!