It’s been over-the-top busy here.
Mom, Dad, and Boo in and out of the yard
Tractors, four-wheelers, and you name it.
The mice and other rodents are
starting to mingle with all the other creatures,
opening up new THINGS TO DO!!
Then the sun sets
and we all come into the house,
eat something light, and bam—
out for the night!
Boo Berry, TLC, and Hobbs
“Let’s go, Boo Berry!” Mom said.
Okay, doaky I ran to her.
She picked me up, sat me in my work seat, put on my glasses and my coat, and we were off!
SPRING WORK is FUNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!
Boo Berry
TLC and
Hump —- you couldn’t get us on that thing for nothing.
Hobbie Hobbs
We are brown again!
YAY!
We love brown!
Mom and Dad were very happy for the snow, but for us fur kids, brown is beautiful.
Peeing in the snow is hard—Boo Berry
Digging a hole to pee is hard — TLC
I use the box! I am not stupid. Hobbs
Two days of WIND!
And more WIND!
And cold!
BRRRR!
But no rain or snow here on the farm, which all of us say
YAY!
Mom says: “Look, the mountains are white! YAY! White is good!”
Let it stay in the mountains, please.
We like plain ol’ dirt!
WAIT!!!
The SNOW CAME!!!
Oh! Yes! It DID!!!
TLC, Boo Berry, and Hobbie Hobbs
Thursday, we had to run! YIKES!
Because there was BIG stuff in the yard!
RUN!!!
HIDE!
RUN!!
Mellow Yellow Hobbs
TLC-Cai-Cai
and myself, Boo Berry, Betty were born in January. One in the middle of January and the other at the end.
Since Mellow Yellow Hobbs came to us at the very First of January, Mom said we are (ALL) celebrating our birthdays TODAY!
Yes, it’s February—-Mom got sorta, kinda, sidetracked with
COWS!
SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY and Happy GOT ’Ya Day Today!
Boo Berry,
TLC, and
Hobbs
Finally, I think we are making headway!
TLC is settling down to not be so mean.
Mr. Hobbs is Mellow! Real Mellow. So Dad is now calling him Mellow Yellow.
I tried it out—Mellow Yellow Hobbs. I guess it will work.
After all, TLC and I have LONG names: TLC Cai-Cai,
and Boo Berry Betty
So why not Mellow Yellow Hobbs Brown?
So, there ya have it. We are making headway—
which is good, because now that the cows are gone, Dad has started the winter farm repair/maintenance work.
Boo Berry
Despite being thrown away.
Despite not knowing how to eat and not finding anything to eat for days and days and days
Despite being locked in Dad’s shed until my backbone met my tummy
Despite TLC
I am finally! Finally Home!
Life is good!
I have hoomans in my life again.
I have a dog I can love again!
All the food I want to eat
Whenever I want to eat it.
A lap to lie on
Mom to brush and pet me
A soft bed to sleep on
I get to go outside!!! Mom says I must have never gone outside in all my many years of my former life, because I don’t know how to use the big outdoors kitty box. I have to come in and use the inside kitty box.
No matter! Everything is good now.
I’m home!
Mr. Hobbs (Hobbs for short)
I! DO! NOT! GET! IT! Mom says I have to be NICE!!! N!I!C!E!
Really!
“Yes, TLC, Really!” Mom picked me up and gave me kisses all over my face and on my nose. I gave Mom Kitty love eyes, then I SAAAASED at Mom!
NO! I! DO! NOT!
“Why not?” asked Boo Berry, “Mr. Hobbs is really nice.”
BE! CAUSE! I! WANT! TO! BE! THE! ONLY! CAT!!!
TLC
(This is a huge work in progress. TLC is continually mad. (We are making headway, but oh, is, it, slow), Mr. Hobbs is quiet, sweet, loves pets, and has picked Dad as his person. It should work out. But so far —- not so much.)
Well, Mr Hobbs has picked! And this works out for all of us!
TLC, Boo Berry, and Mr. Hobbs
Life on a Colorado Farm 