Mom and I hopped onto the four-wheeler and headed over to
the old grain head to see if Mom could find anyone to take a photo of.
Now….let me tell you…that takes TONS of time. Sit, wait, sit, wait…not! For! ME!
I take off sniffing around the area to get the local news. Mind you, I don’t go as far as I used too. These old legs of mine just don’t like to travel like they did years ago.
But I still head off. Let Mom sit there and WAIT.
So Mom waited and saw:
Stanley the Squirrel,
and a cool bird, neither she or I had ever met.
Then, even MOM got bored, so we headed back home.
After lunch, and a very long nap for me—I got a little tired out there—
Dad said, “Who wants to go to town with me?”
You guessed it!
MOM and I!
Boomer, your wonderful Beagle friend