Okay. We ran for a short spell.
Then Mindy decided to go this way and that way
and up and down
and we hadn’t really made it out of the farmyard.
“WHOA!” I bayed. “That’s enough running here and there and every which way and going NOWHERE!”
Mindy skidded to a stop and skittered ran back to me. “Why we stopping, Boomer? We are having lots of fun…there is so much to see and do?”
“Slow down, Mindy. Let me get a feel of things. I need to know if it’s safe to go out and about on the farm.”
“On the farm?!?!?!” Mindy gave me a very puzzled look. I don’t really go out ON the farm, Boomer. Mom won’t let me and I really don’t want to run into some of the furry creatures, and feathered hunters who live On the farm. I just want to skitter and run and check things out AROUND the farmyard.”
“Oh!” I replied. “Okay, that works for me, but still, before we do anything, I HAVE to
check out the air,
and the all the sheds and buildings so I KNOW just what we are getting into.
I like adventures but at my very elderly age I need to pick my adventures carefully.”
With that I started checking out the air, the ground, around the buildings and the sheds,