Chapter One
I am feeling, better, better, better! Boy is that sensitive nose of mine a mess. I have to be very careful and NOT go out in the wind.
Or the weeds. Or the grass.
The second I go out in the wind my nose becomes infected. Then I’m sick and I have to take medicine which makes me very, very sleepy.
BUT…
TODAY! I feel GOOD! I feel good enough I am GOING TO DO SOMETHING NO MATTER WHAT MOM SAYS!!!
Now what started all this, you ask. Well,
I was out checking all the news right after my very yummy break-the-long-night-fast of a boiled skinless, boneless chicken thigh.
(Mom is afraid I have developed an allergy to food so she is monitoring EVERYTHING! Although, I do find the REAL boiled chicken thigh very yummy. I can slurp that right down in two gulps.)
So, anyhoo here I am checking out the farmyard…lots of interesting things out here to sniff— when one has a sniffer.
I haven’t had a sniffer since forever!
Sniff, sniff, sniff.
Hummm
What do we have here…?!
Sniff, sniff, snuff
Raccoon. Yes. We have lots of raccoons, I think we are a major highway for raccoons.
Raccoons will kill and eat chickens, you know. That’s why Mom always and forever locks up the two hens each and every night. Locks them up tighter than a drum. Gota keep ‘um safe, ya know.
Yes, raccoon…and WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
WAIT!
WHAT IS THIS!
Not a raccoon.
I don’t think I know this smell.
Sniff, sniff…oooooooooooo, yes, I do. DANGER in the form of QUILLS!
NOT GOOD!
I better let Mom know.
But, wait! I think I had better go check out around the Butler Bins and the farm equipment and the….
I took off trotting out of the farmyard when I heard:
“BOOMER! WHERE ARE YOU?! BOOMER! YOU COME BACK HERE!”
“BOOMER!”
Sigh!
I turned around…shoot.
MOM! THERE YOU ARE! I LOVE YOU, MOM!
I hobbled up to Mom with my tail going in a circle.
“Boomie, you can’t go off on a walk-about anymore. Your back leg doesn’t work, your knee hasn’t really healed from whatever you did to it this winter, you can’t see well, and your hearing is off. I’m sorry Beaglie, your exploring days are over. You have to stay in the yard and close to mom now.”
Mom reached down and gave my ears lots of rubs, pets, strokes, and a big kiss on my nose.
Sigh.
Okay, whatever you say Mom, I thought as I followed her back into the yard, then into the house.
Settling down, I made myself comfortable…I’ll sleep for a spell. BUT I think I still might do a walk-about sometime.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I won’t tell if you do, Boomer, but mom does have a point or two…
She loves ya Boom ♡
We all do!
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Yes, Boomie…you have to stay home. Mom
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Boomer, I know how much you love to do walk-arounds and look for news, but I hope you will listen to Mom. We seniors can’t always do what we would like to do.
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Sigh! Darn it! Boomer
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Boomie, you listen to your mom now! You have fans all across this great nation and we all want you to stay safe and strong!
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Yes Boomie!!! Mom
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Well Booms, you got a bit of a walk around and you looked so happy. Mom just wants you to always be happy so do as you are told
MB
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Happy and Not Sick. Boomie. Hear! Mom
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ay-parent-ly … you have a motion-detector wildlife camera? neat-o ~ you and your place being much more “out in the country” than our place (we’re sorta at the edge of town). but … pork-you-pines?! scheesch ! that’d be scary here ~
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They are scary here. I have a game camera I like to move all over to see what I can see. They are fun. Put one up and see what moves through your place at night!
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this a.m. i saw fresh deer tracks — they like the fruit of our big mulberry tree. and sometimes (it seems) eXpen$ive plants Betty has just planted ~
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Yes they do. Naughty deer.
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Boomer! You behave. Your mommy loves you. You take it easy.
Ollie
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BUT———————–what about news!?!?!?!? Boomer
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News can wait until you heal.
Ollie
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Sigh! Boomer
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Lulu: “Boomer! You’re like a secret agent doing clandestine operations to keep the homestead safe.”
Charlee: “Like James Bond Beagle!”
Chaplin: “Don’t worry, we won’t tell.”
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I LIKE THAT JAMES BOND BEAGLE!!! Boomer
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So glad you are better Boomer! Now be a good boy so your nose stays unclogged…:)
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Mom keeps saying the same thing…but……………Boomer
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So good to hear that you are feeling better Boomer! Just make sure that you take care and do as your Mum says! She loves you 🙂❤️
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Mom is such a worry-wart. Boomer
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