Chapter Three Boo Berry Tells a Story— Friday, May 30, 2025

Posted on May 30, 2025 by Dayphoto

Well, I figured out adulthood. I became an adult—very soon after I was moved to that hidden pen.

Yep—babies became part of my life.

I loved those little sweet squirming babies.

But I didn’t get to have them for long. As soon as they hit their 8th week zipp, they were placed in a pen next to me.

I sang calming songs to them, like Momma did for us.

Soon, I repeated the whole process all over again, and again and again.

Then one day, the lady showed up with a man. The woman said that I was for sale!

“FOR SALE!!!!” She was getting rid of me!!!!

The man reached down and picked me up. Held me close to his heart, and I felt Peace!

Wow!

I really like my new ‘owner.’ He was good to me, gave me a bath once a month, and let me exercise in the sun, which was a tiny distance from my new pen.

Of course, I still had my ADULT duties of having and raising puppies.

Then one day…actually, night, the puppies and I almost ran over the rainbow bridge together.

It took me a long time to recover from all that.

After I got well, my man owner came into the pen. He was wonderful, he talked to me and to everyone else in the pens all the time. Telling us good things about ourselves, telling us things about each other. You know nice stuff.

Anyway, in he came. Picked me up. Gave me a kiss on the nose and said: “Today is a big day for you, Boo.” He called me Boo, even though my full name is Boo Berry Betty and the lady called me Betty.

“Today, you are going to take a bath, get all cleaned up, because today you are going to live with a family. No more adulting for you. Last time was just too much. I’ve found a wonderful family who will love and keep you, and you can learn to be a farm dog.”

Farm dog? What’s a farm dog, I thought.

Anyway, I had a bath, toenails clipped, and a nice brush. I felt so good. My owner always gave us really nice baths.

Then this lady showed up in the doorway. I didn’t pay attention, because people were always coming and going — leaving with puppies.

My owner picked me up. Handed me to MOM and gave Mom my papers (whatever those are), then walked with Mom and me to the car.

“Thank you, Alan, Mom said. I promise she will have a wonderful life with us and get to do lots of fun things. No more ‘work’ Boo Berry.”

With that, we drove to my new life!

Chapter Two Boo Berry Tells a Story —- Friday, May 23, 2025

Posted on May 23, 2025 by Dayphoto

Chapter Two Boo Berry Tells a Story

We lived in a tiny space. Just big enough for Momma, my brother, my sister and me. As we grew older, the space grew smaller.

One day the woman came in grabbed up my sister, my brother and myself and put us in another space next to Momma.

Momma could hear us, and we could hear Momma but we could not see her. We could smell her. Which helped.

Momma says it helped her, too.

Momma told us to move as close to the wall as possible, and she would sing us a song. She said she has had this happen to her many, many, many times in her life. Over time, she figured out that if we all got as close to the wall as possible, we could still have contact.

We were able to stay like this for a week or so, then the lady came in, reached down, and took away our brother.

Then the lady came back and took away our Momma. It was just my sister and I left. We cried and cried and cried until we fell asleep.

The next day, the lady came back and picked up my sister in one hand and me in the other hand, and hauled us to a whole other spot.

On the way to that spot, we saw Momma, she was in a pen outside with a really handsome brown dog. I yelped at Momma. She yipped back…calling I LOVE YOU!!! Be good. I hope we see each other again. Then she turned and walked back into the wooden house in the back of her new pen. The really handsome dog stayed outside and just watched all of us.

We were put in different pens. Not far from Momma, but too far, we could just barely see her if we stood at the corner of our outside pen.

Sometimes we would yip at Momma, and she would yip back, but over time we all stopped.

Being outside was scary.

I didn’t like it. ( I do sorta now, if I’m with someone)

My sister did. She would hang out outside our wooden hut and sniff the air, and make conversation with the birds and the bugs.

Me—I would lie in the doorway in the sun and sunbathe, My head out, and my tail inside. So much safer that way.

My Sister….Callie… and I were good friends. We talked a lot about what we were seeing…how life looked now without Momma, and just chilled out.

It was when Callie and I had our 9-month birthday that the lady came back and separated us.

NO!!!! I whined NO!!!

First, Callie was put into a pen that looked like the one we saw Momma in, then down the way, around a scrub bush, I was put into the exact same kind of pen.

I crawled inside and took myself to the darkest corner I could find.

This is NOT fun!

Boo Berry Betty—The Name the Lady gave me.

Boo Berry Betty Tells a Story—-Friday, May 16, 2025

Posted on May 16, 2025 by Dayphoto

Mom said I needed a haircut—- soooo

Off we went and got a new summer do.

Anyway, I’ve been telling a story. First, I tell myself in my mind. Then I go to Mom and tell her. THEN, together we write it.

So Here we go—My Very First Chapter

First off, I was born. Yep, just like you, and TLC and Mom and Dad.

I really don’t remember much. I do remember being licked all over by Momma. Then I remember eating. Yum. (I still love food SO much!)

I remember I had a brother and a sister.

I also remember being picked up by a hooman. Flipped over- pronounced girl, then put back down with my family.

I remember feeling safe with Momma and my brother and sister. The hooman was a tad scary. She (yes, it was a woman) would come to our spot, put down food for Momma. Momma would get up, go eat, and get a drink of water. She didn’t go far, we could still feel her, but only her legs. Then she would come back and lie down again.

Sometimes she would lick us all over, and sometimes just turn her back to us and sleep. When she did that, my brother would whine and cry until he finally fell asleep.

My eyes weren’t open for a LONG time. But I knew Momma, my brother, and my sister.

The hooman I didn’t really know. She would pick us up randomly and flip us this way and that, but nary a sound did she make. She didn’t even talk to Momma. Momma said she was a tad scary. I believed Momma.

Well, that was the beginning. The Very beginning.

Mom said it’s good to start at the beginning, so I did. I have to think about Chapter Two, so I’ll stop now.

Here is just before I went to get my hair cut. Boy, it was long.

Boo Berry Betty

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—- My Life, My Life, My Wonderful Life, Friday, May 2, 2025

Posted on May 2, 2025 by Dayphoto

Mom says it’s MY TURN to tell you a story. TLC got to tell you all about the great big flood we had, so Mom says I get to tell you whatever I want to tell.

So I am going to tell you about My Life!! How it is—my life—right now!

It’s full of fun things! Things I like to do.

Things Mom and Dad do. Even though it’s cold and raining.

And Being a Farm DOG!!! (with really cool sunglasses 🙂 )

Chapter 1 begins Next week!

Boo Berry Betty Brown

Rewriting Boo Berry —-Wednesday, April 30, 2025

Posted on April 30, 2025 by Dayphoto

Boo Berry and I always take a wee walk about— it’s good for her. She is pretty sedentary. If I’m working outside, she stays right by me, lying in the shade. Or if the day is cool, in a spot of sunshine.

She doesn’t really do lots of exploring….only if I’m close, close by.

Some of this is the nature of her breed, but the other is conditioning. She lived in a tiny kennel all of her life, from birth until I got her.

Gradually, she has developed the confidence to hang outside for a spell with

THE CAT!

But mostly she wants to be close to me. It’s a process, but one we are making.

At least I don’t have to worry about her running off. 🙂

Ipseity (n.): The quality of being oneself and embracing individuality, of what makes us unique.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Work! Friday, April 25, 2025

Posted on April 25, 2025 by Dayphoto

I’ve been busy—lots o’curing here on my stretch of the farm

We have a wild rooster hanging with Boo Berry, Mom and Dad and myself

He really shouldn’t be here—-I keep telling him that, but he pretends to not understand Cat!

The other day I chased him clear to the hay swather!

Good Job, TLC! I told myself.

Then Mom (MOM!) feeds the squirrels—and the crows and the birds, and the raccoons. I have to make mad dashes at them

One day, Mom said—“That’s enough, TLC”!

“We can let everyone live here comfortably.”

HUMPH! So I went in and took a long, long nap.

Things will look better when I wake up.

TLC

I helped Mom! Whatever Mom wants, I want!

Boo Berry

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-HUGE!!! BIG!! WOW!!!—-Friday, April 18, 205

Posted on April 18, 2025 by Dayphoto

MOM! MOM!!! MOM!!!! LOOK!

WOW! HUGE BIG BIRD!!! (Three army helicopters flew very close over us—it was loud, amazing and heart thumping)

Rastrophiliopustrocity (n.) A spontaneous combustion of creative spark that is followed by action in order to manifest and bring into existence.

Boo Berry

“LET ME IN, DAD!!! IT’S SCARY OUT HERE!!”

TLC

A Gossamer Like Day—Sunday, April 13, 2025

Posted on April 13, 2025 by Dayphoto

The evening was just perfect last night. A slight breeze (enough for a jacket), the sun like gossamer on the earth; tangling upon Boo Berrys’ fur, new alfalfa leaves and in my hair.