A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, February 5, 2021 Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

There is a sadness Mom and I feel,

each and every day.

Sometimes one of us thinks we see

Boomer Beaglie Brown, but alas he is not there.

Although, I know something Mom really doesn’t know.

Boomer isn’t very far away.

Mom said she wonders if we animals live with the gift of ‘seeing’ and ‘knowing’ the other side.

Because of that knowing it isn’t so very hard for us to slip on over,

although, having to leave our furry bodies can be a tad rough.

Outside, where I truly like to live, it is still winter.

Some days the sun warms everything up nicely, somedays the heavy snow takes the joy from the warm.

Mice are still abundant.  Mice are my favorite food. They never really seem to become sparse, although I do work at keeping them thinned out.

The coyotes are terribly brave.  They come yipping and yapping in the yard, running down the farm road, they know our farm is just air and darkness, at night.

They know we are dog-less.

I weary of the coyotes, as does Mom.

Still, Life Goes On, the wind continues to blow, sometimes soft, sometimes a gale.

The moonlight filters through the tree branches, making the shadows look like cobwebs.

I feel and know that Boomer is here.  Maybe not all the time, maybe not as much as he once was, for sure not like he was before he passed over the Rainbow Bridge, but still here.

Boomer, Mom, and I love you.  We really do.  Thank you for coming to help me.  Your rare gifts of protection have been proof that you are here.

Thank you, my beagle dog-friend.

Thank you.

(Shamelessly stolen off the internet)

Mindy Min-Min Brown

February 4, 2021

24 thoughts on “A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, February 5, 2021 Chapter Twelve

  1. We know our buddy Boomer is right there. Mom and I can’t help but think that sometimes he might be busy looking for the perfect farm dog to come and help with the watching.

    Love and licks and paws crossed,
    Cupcake

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  2. Linda, I’m so sorry Boomer is gone! I must have missed the post because I can’t remember it. I still picture him and Fuzzy going on their excursions. Dogs are so wonderful!!! I hate the coyotes, they’ve took more than our share of my barn cats and house cats. Eddie slowly catching them but Mother Nature allows them to make up their losses by producing many many more offspring!! Take care and stay warm. We’ve got 8 inches of snow on the ground and more coming again this weekend and next. Love ya, Rita

    On Fri, Feb 5, 2021 at 2:01 AM Life on a Colorado Farm wrote:

    > Dayphoto posted: “Chapter Twelve There is a sadness Mom and I feel, each > and every day. Sometimes one of us thinks we see Boomer Beaglie Brown, but > alas he is not there. Although, I know something Mom really doesn’t know. > Boomer isn’” >

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  3. Hi Min Min, I think that it’s so hard for all of us that loved Boomer, especially you & Mom, cuz of the love he showed. Such a big heart for a little Beagle. Just like you, Mindy… you have a big, loving heart. I am so glad that Boomer is still there with you. You know, he always will be

    )))hugs(((

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  4. Oh, Mindy. You speak beautifully. I’m sure that you know Boomie is around. He was loved and he loved back. His body gave up but, his spirit is still around. I know he loved that farm. I would love a farm, too. When we are loved and we love back, we never really leave.

    Ollie

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  5. When our dog Jazz passed, I continued to hear, see, and feel him (usually just one sense at a time). Thought I saw him yesterday, although it is almost 2 years now. I know he feels my sense of loss and is trying to ease the pain…just like Boomer does for you. They are such sweethearts.

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  6. Mindy, do you like to be brushed? A small brushing session might be good for you and Mom. It might be soothing and comforting for you both.

    Katie

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