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Ruth a Great Horned Owl (she is very psychic) and the two squirrel brothers, Stewart and Stanley.

Sometimes it’s the dogs who live at our oldest daughter’s house.

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Linda

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—- COWS OUT! HORSE OUT!, Friday, December 19, 2025

Posted on December 19, 2025 by Dayphoto

Mom has been having adventures without Boo, and I can’t say I really wanted to be with her on those treks.

First two of the cows on the place figured out how to jump into the dry canal, and scrabble out onto the other side—which happens to belong to someone else.

Then they ran here and there and everywhere.

The Rancher’s Wife came down to help—horse and three cows, dogs. In about 20 minutes, the cows were up, the gates secure, the horse and dogs loaded up and headed up the road to home.

Mom says Cow Horses and Cow Dogs are amazing to watch. And the rancher, herself.

Then the next morning, one of the horses that lives with us. Decided she needed a boyfriend and jumped clear over the fence into the cows.
Guess what —No Boyfriend there.

That took Mom to walk T’Atat and LaVerne into the barn/corral and Dad to come behind with Glory.