The crows have found our house. They sit in the tree calling loudly to whomever and whatever about …. who knows what.
All summer long I have tried and tried to take photos of bumble bees, humming birds and red-wing black birds
At least I was able to capture this one crow before he flew off with his flock mates.
Happy Sunday everyone!
Linda
Dad, Mom, Boom, and I go ever evening to check on the cows. And to see how the corn is doing in the drying department.
We head up to the back 40 and then into the upper end, looking the grass over, watching for problems with the fences and in Booms case just seeing what he can smell.
Checking on the health of the cows
Everything is looking good.
The grass is high
The fences are ready for the range cows to head back down. The rancher who brings his range cows to our place doesn’t come here until the end of January, but all the neighbors have cows that start coming in so all of the fences need to be UP and ready and waiting.
Our cows are slick and fat. Dad says market day will be in November.
I used to run all over the place, just like Boomer does now, but not anymore.
Still I love to go, so Mom puts me up behind her on the four-wheeler and we are off.
We ride everywhere. It’s delightful to see the land and smell the smells on the wind.
Sometimes Mom puts me down and lets me run around while they do something or other.
This getting old is rather hard, but it does have its advantages. Like I get to ride everywhere!
Back home we have lots to do…I like to sleep under the kitchen window, or under Dad’s truck, then there is the really nice and shady lilac bush.
I pick which dog house I want to sleep in, Boomer gets the one I don’t want. I trade so he is never sure…I trade often.
HeHe
The grandkids are okay….mostly Hank and Boomer play with them, which is okay by me. I much rather sat by Mom while they are run around on the grass or whatever.
Of course there are those times……
… when I wonder why me
Fuzzy
Even though the days are nice and warm the nights are chilly, dropping into the high 30s. Gradually the trees are pushing off thier leaves, scattering the last of summer onto the paths in my garden.
The evening light through the corn also speaks of turning leaves.
Corn harvest next, but it has to freeze first. For now I’m going to enjoy these beautiful warm days and cool nights. Getting through the bean harvest is enough for the moment.
Linda
Now most people never talk about poop. Maybe Doctors and Nurses do but real people in the world really don’t talk about poop.
Cats don’t talk about poop. They get all embarrassed and go off and hide whenever poop is in the making, they even make sure and cover the whole subject up.
As far as I know I have never heard of a cow, or horse or goat or pig or even a chicken give any thought at all to poop. They eat…there is poop. That’s it. They just move on.
Now dogs, which are what this story is all about, understand poop.
Well, at least most of us do.
So dogs everywhere—-listen up!!!!
If you see cow poop, no matter how good it smells……
No matter that it may or may not have little bits of undigested corn in it…..
You just DO NOT EAT the poop!
OF COURSE that is how your people will feel about you eating the poop….you won’t.
You will love eating the poop!
You will want to eat as much of it as you can!
But don’t!
After you eat you WILL throw up!
Usually, by the time you throw up you will be in your car heading back to the city, or at your house as you are running up the stairs to bounce on the bed with your family.
I promise you.
AND YOUR MOM WILL NOT LIKE YOU FOR A VERY LONG TIME!
Trust me.
Just give the poop a really good sniff and that is all.
No, stop!
JUST A GOOD SNIFF!
ACKKKK!
DON’T TASTE IT!!!!
STOP!!!
Well….
When the s *#t comes down, err, up… remember I warned you!
Green grass helps.
Afterwards.
Works to settle most any stomach….
Oh, yes! By the way. I gave up poop when I was a pup. It just wasn’t worth the stomach ache afterwards.
Fuzzy
Linda
We’ve been cleaning out all the ditches. Terry has this cool tool that he made which cuts our time down in half. A person just puts the tool in the ditch and the water pushes it along pushing the sand and dirt in front of it.
We still have to scrape the sides and shovel some of the ditches, but boy does this make life easier!
Happy Tuesday everyone!
Linda
We finished! The last load of the beans left the field at 6:00 p.m. heading to the Beanery. The truck will get in line. By 6:30 the next morning we will be there to drive the truck through the unloading area. We are about 7th in line so by noon or 2:00 depending on if something doesn’t break down the 2011 Pinto Bean Harvest will be over for the year!
Then in about two to three weeks (if the weather holds and the moisture level drops) we will start combining corn!
Whew!
This is what we work for…Harvest!
Have a nice Sunday everyone!
Linda
I hate to admit it, but I got in trouble.
Well, not a lot of trouble.
But trouble all the same.
See it all started with Mom not being able to do much…if Mom doesn’t go anywhere, Fuzzy doesn’t either.
After two days of no walks, no rides on the four-wheeler and no trips to town…well….see…
Hummm….
I got bored!
Heck, man! I’m only 4 or 5 years or so and there is a still lot to see and do out there. To top that all off Hank/Puff is 2 years old so he is ALWAYS ready to go see and do.
It was Tuesday last week. Tuesday is when Hank and Tally come up and spend the day with us. Mom does something called Grammy School, and then she and Tally usually have to come outside and do something for or with Dad. (That is what I wait for…doing stuff with Dad.) I don’t go with Dad because he is usually on something big…hay swather, combine, huge truck so if you go with him there is no room to ride which means you have to run alongside all the time and well, that gets boring. Up the field, then down the field, then up the field…you get the picture.
Now if you go with Mom she usually has to do something for Dad that requires waiting. The waiting thing is what I LIKE!!! She and Fuzzy wait (and Tally, if along) and I go out and see what news is out there with my really good sniffing nose. If Hank/Puff is along he likes to scare up stuff—birds, rabbits, mice, and oh! Joy! Of Joys! Squirrels! Then we give chase! It’s like ever so wonderful!
So Tuesday came, Tally showed up with Hank/Puff. I waited. Hank and I waited. Fuzzy took a nap. He always takes really long naps.
Boy, did we ever wait.
We waited so long I could smell lunch cooking…ummmmmmm yummy good smells….I just sat there with a big goofy grin on my face when my tongue rolled out of my mouth and I drooled on the ground.
Hank laughed at me.
Shoot! I couldn’t help it …people food is wonderful!
Then Dad was in, then back out.
Dad said that Mom was resting today, boys. She isn’t feeling up to much stuff.
Man…this sitting around was getting old.
So I asked Hank if he would like to go out to the bean field and see what Dad was doing and maybe hit the back pasture to see if we could see anything up there.
Off we went. No one seemed to miss us. I didn’t think we would be gone very long.
I knew we had to be back BEFORE Mom and Tally went down the lane to get the kids off the bus, she would miss us if we weren’t there to run down the lane with her.
The pasture was heaven! HEAVEN! We smelled raccoon tracks, deer wallows, chased up several kinds of birds and lots and lots of rabbits. What a heavenly good time we had.
On the way back, just across the bridge of the little pond, over by the hill going up to the Chico patch, where the coyotes sometimes hang out I FOUND IT!!!
Oh! What a wonder!
And I found it BEFORE HANK!
A big green pile of something so wonderfully dead it was not just green it was emerald green! Oh, yeah the flies had found it too, but WHAT THE HECK! IT WAS JUST WONDERFUL!
I sniffed all around it…then I lay right down on top of it and rolled all over it it……………….
Sigh………………………..
I rolled again and again. I squished up my back and squiggled all down the back of my backbone, and then I drug my collar and chin through it just as Hank came up.
He was so disappointed.
I had every last gooey bit of rotten wonder stuck to my whole body.
He almost cried he was so disappointed.
He did try to roll around in the sort of grease spot that was left there, but I had it ALL!
ALL! Mind you ALL!
Heeheee!
We got home just in time. Mom was firing up the four-wheeler, Fuzzy was loaded up and so was Tally and they were heading down the lane to the bus stop. We ran right alongside of them, they were none the wiser.
When we stopped Mom said: “Boomer! You Stink! YUCK! Just look at you!”
“Pretty darn neat, don’t ya think?” I grinned at her.
Then I did a little swirly dance so she could see how really lovely I was.
Then Talley started saying pee-u, ick!
Mom was going to get mad at me…I could see it in her face, but the bus drove up.
Whew!
Then Bladen and Linkin started in about how it stinks out here. So I ran over to them and did a really good twirl so they could see my new green color.
Well, anyway…to make a long story short.
I had to have a bath. I got hosed down in the yard first. Then I was dumped in the kiddy pool, which still didn’t satisfy Mom, so I had to go inside and have a bath with all types of soap in the tub.
Afterwards I was pronounced clean.
Humph!
Boomer
P.S. It was really a cool smell, but you will just have to take my word for it. I don’t want to go through 4 washings again just so Mom doesn’t gag all over the place all the while chewing me out, laughing and grabbing her ribs.
P.P.S.S. Maybe I’ll find another really good smell someday.
P.P.P.S.S.S. I’ll let you know if I do!
Boomer
I thank everyone who left me comments on the blog and I apologize for not responding to each comment. It isn’t because I didn’t want to. Last week I slipped on the very wet, muddy ditch bank and dislocated a rib on my breast bone. I am getting better every day, but still have to use caution with my left arm. The worst part is the pain whenever I take a breath, but that too is starting to ease.
The rains have finally left…
Leaving us will lots of sunshine and warm days with cool nights. True fall is upon us.
If everything goes as planned we hope to be able to start the pinto bean harvest soon.
Linda
