The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-MY TURN!!! TLC, Friday, October 31, 2025 Chapter Ten

Posted on October 31, 2025 by Dayphoto

Chapter Ten

“Hey, Boo,” I meowed at Boo Berry. “Let’s go outside. I heard something out the bedroom window last night while everyone was sleeping.”

“Outside?!?!” Boo Berry questioned.

“Yes, outside. Come on, Dad is heading outside, and we can go with him.” I bolted to the kitchen door.

“Okay, if Dad is going, I will go.” Boo Berry jumped up and headed toward the kitchen door just as Dad made it there.

We dashed out. Whew. Made it. Dad didn’t like how we tangled into him and each other, but, oh well, what the heck, we got out!

“Head over to the west side of the yard, Boo. That’s where I heard ‘stuff’.” I dashed over to the west side of the yard.

“YES!” I stopped and smelled. “YES!”

“I can smell it too!” Boo exclaimed. “DEER! Wow! BABY DEER!
Too bad Mom and Dad can’t see these little creatures. I’ll bet they would like to see them.”

“Well, actually, I WOULD like to see them!” Boo Berry muttered to herself.

“What would you do if you did see them?” I asked Boo, Would you bark at them?”

“Ah, hum, aaaaahhhhhhhh, well, probably not.” Boo looked at me rather sheepishly.

“BUT I might, er, maybe, possibly could growl.”

“That would work. I think I would hide.”

“HIDE! I could hide! YES! I could hide…INSIDE!! Boo Berry made a dash for the back door.

Lucky Boo, Mom was just coming out.

Boo dashed right in behind Mom, and off they went to do whatever.

Me. Well, I have things to do and stuff to see.

Thanks for reading. See Ya around sometime.

TLC

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-MY TURN!!! TLC , Friday, October 3, 2025

Posted on October 3, 2025 by Dayphoto

Chapter Six

That last Chapter scared the liver, kidneys, and heart right out of me, so I’m leaving Owls behind and moving to GRASSHOPPERS!!!

Yumm!

I love to chase, play, and eat GRASSHOPPERS!

I was out there in the road of the farmhouse playing with a BIG, Huge, wing-flapping, grasshopper yesterday.

Tossing it here and there.

I tore off a wing first thing. Ya, see if you don’t, they can fly fast and hard out of the way.

So here I am—tossing and pouncing on a big, big grasshopper when Boo Berry comes over to see what I’m doing.

She didn’t say a word to me. Just watched. She watched everything I did.

She watched everything the grasshopper did.

I tossed the grasshopper in the air. I ran after the grasshopper. I threw the grasshopper here and there.

After I got tired of the whole ‘play with a grasshopper thing,’ I sat down and ate it all gone.

Yep. BRUPPPP! ALL GONE!

I was licking my face clean when I saw Boo Berry in the tall grass by the corn field.

Then Boo Berry POUNCED on something.

With a smile on her face and a BIG WINGED GRASSHOPPER in her mouth, she came over to me and dropped the bug.

“Here is another one,” she proudly said.

“It’s yours”, I replied, “Go for it!”

“Really?” Boo Berry asked. “Mine?”

“Yep. Do with it as you want.”

Dad walked out of the house about that time, talking to Mo,m who was in one of her flower gardens, weeding.

Boo Berry looked at Dad, then looked at Mom….she picked up the grasshopper and dashed into the middle of the road by the car port and —- tore off a wing!

Well done, I thought.

Then Boo Berry left the grasshopper and ran to Mom as fast as she could with a giant doggie smile on her face. Mom told her she was a good dog…the bug was hers, good girl. Boo turned and ran to Dad to reach down and pet her, but before she even finished all the pets, she was back with the grasshopper.

She tossed it up in the air.

She flung it way over there and then pounced on it again.

She flung it up and down and every which way.

Then she took it to the grass—just like I did.

After one more fling. She pounced and ate it right up!

Now, how is that, for a Very Good DOG! Boo Berry even sang a song about the whole experience!

Good Dog!!

Oh, by the way! Never! Ever! Try to eat a Hummingbird moth! THEY TASTE NASTY!!!

TLC

MOM!!!, Thursday, October 2, 2025

Posted on October 2, 2025 by Dayphoto

Look up, TLC! Come on, Mom woves you.

Sigh! This is so STUPID!!! TLC

See me, Mom! See me!!! I LOVE pink!

Give me pink ANY DAY!!! Boo Berry

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-MY TURN!!! TLC , Friday, September 26, 2025 Chapter Five

Posted on September 26, 2025 by Dayphoto

Well —- here we go!

There are many, many things to tell you about on the farm.

The wild critters that live on the farm with us, you know, porky-pines,

badgers (those are some meannnnnnnnnnnnn, mean creatures),

foxes, birds of all nature and sorts, plus coyotes!

Mom and I are very leery about coyotes.

That sweet, silly, doesn’t have a brain cell in her head dog, assures me she has SMELLED them out of the farm when she is with Mom and Dad. She informs me they smell DANGEROUS!

She is so right!

Mom says coyotes creep her out—their howls are lonesome, yippy, and kinda on the scary side. Most of the time we hear them at night or early morning. But once in a while, one will trot through in the daylight.

Let me tell you, when that happens, I am the fastest cat in the whole wide world! I’ve been known to run so fast I’m just a blur heading toward the house.

BLUR!!! Let me tell you.

Now if you’ve never heard a coyote listen to this …….yep. Scary, right?

The other scary creature that lives with us is birds! Nope, not those sweet, little sing-song things, or those big black carrion eaters, the crows, or the hawks. Nope! Not any of those birds.

Hawks and crows hang around the yard in the daytime. They are pretty careful about staying high in the trees, sometimes sitting on a fence post in the corral, or on the roof of the buildings, but never really heading into the yard where Mom or Dad are usually working.

I’m talking about OWLS!!!

OWLS are more than frightening; they are even beyond scary.

They are terrifying, petrifying, horrifying, blood-curdling, over the top unnerving!

Because, you see, owls are like coyotes — they like to eat CATS!!!

And small, clueless, one brain-cell tiny dogs.

I’m a cat!

Yes, I am! Mom says I am one bootiful boy! Handsome! Down-right gorgeous.

Owls never let you know they are stalking you. You can think you know where the owl is: sitting up on the dead branch of the willow tree, hooting, or on top of the power pole, talking to his/her mate sitting in the Cottonwood tree.

You MIGHT think owls are easy to keep an eye on, but you are wrong! Wrong! WRONG!

Owls are swift, silent, and deadly.

And owls ONLY come out at night—twilight to early morning light. That’s the “Time of the Owl”.

I lost a good friend to an owl. She was following her hooman in from getting the mail late one night when an owl swooped down right by her hooman Dad, picked her up in those giant talons and flew silently away. Up, up into the sky somewhere.

Her hooman dad said the owl was so silent and quick, he didn’t even have a chance to save my kitty friend.

Don’t ever get me started on the stories about small dogs being airlifted up into the sky and taken to be owl lunch. I’m sure you have ALL heard about tiny dogs, big birds, and snacks. Of which, said dogs, always seem to be.

So—now you know about owls!

Yep, they are scary, scary, scary!

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-MY TURN!!! TLC , Friday, September 19, 2025

Posted on September 19, 2025 by Dayphoto

Chapter Four

Bears! Let me tell you what we (Dad, Mom, Boo, and I) know about bears.

Let’s see:

There have been lots of fires this summer on the Uncompahgre Plateau. All the fires were started by lightning and burned for most of the summer, and were only put out sometime in August.
The Uncompahgre Plateau is where the bears live. So do mountain lions and other types of predators. Just say’n.
If there are fires up on the Uncompahgre Plateau and the bears live there, they are hungry and in need of food. You see, bears must put on tons and tons of weight before winter sets in because they sleep all winter. If they don’t get enough fat stored on their bear bodies, they die in their sleep because of starvation.
Also, if there isn’t any rain up on the Uncopahgre Plateau, the bears can’t find anything to eat.

AND #5!!!! It’s CORN Season! I don’t know how they know, but they do. It doesn’t matter if there are no fires on the Uncompahgre Plateau, and the rain is plentiful, the berries and nuts and all other yummy things are abundant, when Corn Season hits (from green field corn to that most delicious of sweet corn), the bears come.

Moms come with their cubs, young bears come that don’t get to stay with mom anymore, and Dads come because they LOVE corn!

(All the photos Mom posted on here are bear(s) who have been here in or around our farm.

Oh! Yes! And here is another thing that happens when bears come down from the Uncompahgre Plateau—

They poop big giant wet poop, which Dogs love to roll in. (Just so you know, to keep your pup away from such smelly stuff)
They really don’t like people. They are shy. Even more than a fox. They usually hide in the cornfield to be sure, but still, they hide
People are stupid around them and want to hang out with the bear. Beats me why. They drag out their cameras, point and take photos, and try to pet them. Kinda stupid if you ask me. A ton bear can wipe a silly human right off the face of the earth. Especially if that bear is a Momma with cubs.

Anyway, our bear went into the field. Stayed overnight and crossed over into our neighbor’s sweet corn field.

Boo and I followed his scent trail, so we know. Mom and Dad also know because they saw the bear poop going down the canal and then a big bunch across the way.

Bear Gone!

That is a good thing. We have more stuff to talk about than BEAR!

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-MY TURN!!! TLC , Friday, September 12, 2025 , Friday, September 12, 2025 Chapter Three

Posted on September 12, 2025 by Dayphoto

Chapter Three

One day—well, humm, I would say around after daylight, and before I go into the house for my nap. I was outside doing some scouting by the gated pipe. Mom, Dad, and Boo were up at the Biggest Corn field setting water in the new alfalfa field. Well, it’s really not new; it was planted last year, but this year is the first year it could be harvested. See it takes that long for the baby alfalfa plants to become strong enough to handle being cut three times a year.

Dad says some people do cut the alfalfa the year it’s planted but he never does; the stem on the plant is very fine and extremely full of protein. That protein is so strong it can cause an alfalfa eater to bloat and, well, die.

Therefore, Dad Never cuts alfalfa the first year of growth.

Now on the second year of growth, the plant has become an adult. Therefore, the protein is distributed throughout the whole plant and not collected in just the stem. Also, the leaves—the yummy, yummiest part, are full and round and hold a perfect amount of protein, minerals, and other good stuff for alfalfa eating animals.

I DO NOT EAT ALFLAFA!

Boo Berry does not eat alfalfa. Just say’n.

Hooved animals eat alfalfa!

So anyway—back to my story!

Since this new alfalfa field was getting water again (one cutting had already been hauled away). Mom and Dad and Boo Berry were setting up the syphon tubes to start the water on the just finished being cut, baled, and hauled field when Dad stopped everything.

“I Know! I KNOW!!! I’m the one who told you what Dad saw!” Boo Berry yelled excitedly. “It was a BEAR!! Going into the corn field right by the house and right next to the gated pipe!!!

Right!!! I confirmed.

Like I said, I was out there, scouting around—

hummm, skunk here last night. Squirted someone…oh, squirted the fox. Silly fox!

Yep, that black cat was here again.

GRRRRR!

I kept on sniffing and learning things.

Suddenly, a squirrel dashed in front of me. I was so startled I didn’t even give chase. Besides, I was full. Yummy canned cat food mom got me that I ate down without gagging.

I was looking this way, sniffing that way, when suddenly coming right toward me was a BEAR!!

Oh! My Heavens! I’ve never really, ever seen one up close and personal.

It was big and super furry and had hooked claws and was BIG!

I stopped, stunned and scared.

The bear looked right at me.

Then the bear turned into one of the corn rows and disappeared.

I ran to the house as fast as I could and stayed next to the back porch and awning for the rest of the day and the next day.

I always sleep inside at night — I know I am safe inside.

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Friday, September 5, 2025, MY TURN!!! TLC Chapter One

Posted on September 5, 2025 by Dayphoto

I’m the Boss here. The Leader, the Decider, the Protector, the, well, EVERYTHING.

The Farm runs on TLC Cai-Cai. Mom says the farm runs on Dad, but I know different!

It’s ME!!!

Farms are about raising things: many plant type of things. Oh, yes, we have other things here on our farm…two horses and one mule. They belong to my oldest hooman sister, but they live out on the farm. At one time, Mom and Dad milked cows, raised sheep, goats, and pigs, and raised cows for meat. Not anymore. Mom says they got old—-so just taking care of growing plants is all the work they can do now.

Fine by me.

Anyhoo, we live on a farm that grows plants. Our plants are for animals. Not hoomans.

Our crops start out teeny tiny, and they grow great BIG. I like it when we have great big crops right by the house….I like to hide in the corn field (it’s cool in there). I also like to play in the grass and alfalfa crops when they are right by the house. Mice and grasshoppers, and crickets, and other things like to live in the soft shade of growing plants.

I’m a cat—I am a carnivore…just sayn’.

My workplace is the FARM, by the house…up to the end of the equipment area, where the cross over pipe lives (snakes live there also—I love to catch snakes!).

Then over to the end of the pipe with gates in it to let the water out onto the field.

I also go down the long, long lane to where the electric pole crosses over onto the farm. Not to the paved road. Ever! It scares me!

I have a big area, you see.

Boo Berry Betty likes to help me out sometimes, but not very often. Mostly Boo Berry hangs around Mom wherever Mom is. Even if Mom is way, way, way out on the farm helping Dad. I don’t go there.

Nope! Never! I cannot stand that loud blue four-wheeler. I run and hide when I see or even hear it.

Mom takes care of the house, the yard, and helps Dad.

Dad does EVERYTHING ELSE!!! EVERYTHING!!!

Still, no one, but no one, does what I do. I take care of the farm yard, the house, Mom, Dad, and the dog. Sometimes I think the dog is going to be the death of me.

Boo Berry says Mom is really good at understanding me. I wonder. Mom seems so dumb sometimes….dumb. So I just reach my mouth out and bite her!

Yep! Don’t mind to say that I do….because I DO!!!

Mom can be so plain stupid. For instance, she gives me poison for breakfast—-gag! Hack! Fake Puke! I try to cover it up, but the chair doesn’t cover anything up. Then I just sit there and glare at Mom. She pretends not to see me.

GRRR! I even lightly growl.

Then Mom will say something really stupid like,: “TLC, there is nothing wrong with your breakfast. It’s canned meat. If you don’t like it, eat your crunchy ummy cereal”.

Then she keeps on working on Boo’s breakfast, Dad’s breakfast, and her breakfast.

Makes me so mad that I bite her when she walks by.

Of course, that always gets the poison picked up. And the crunchy cereal is left.

Still — I showed Mom. See, I’m the Boss!

Well, anyway, my day is very busy!

I wake up as soon as the grey light of dawn seeps through the windows. It’s at this time I know I HAVE to get Mom up.

UP MOM! I run across her really hard. (I ran across Dad one time, and I startled him awake. Let us just say a quick bounce off the bed isn’t a fun morning ritual.)

If one run won’t do it, I crawl on her pillow and start messing with her hair. That ALWAYS works!

So being the alarm clock is my most favorite inside job! Yepper!

I am good about sleeping all night on the foot of the bed, so Mom puts up with my wake-up signals.

Right after breakfast, I head outside.

OUTSIDE! Outside, where the wind and I are free. FREE!

I then set out to patrol the farm yard—I check on the snakes, the squirrels, the spiders, lizard —-FUN— and anything else that might have trotted around in the night. Like that Black Cat who lives at my hooman sister’s place.

I take care of the dog. Sigh! The dog is shy, careful, friendly to the wrong things (think, Squirrels), and doesn’t recognize danger when it happens to her. (Like big birds with big beaks and large flappy wings)

In the evening, I spend a lot of time on Mom’s lap. Getting Kitty Pets, head scritches, under the chin rubs, purring. Ahhh…just purring myself to bliss.

I have one more responsibility — Making sure the company is welcomed and Mom takes care of them. I don’t want to be picked up and petted by anyone but Mom (I will saaaa and try to bite if they try to pick me up), but I do like to be around company. Even company made up of dogs.

Well, there you have it. My jobs…responsibility! As they say. And that is what we are going to do for a few more chapters….my responsibilities, and you get to come along!

TLC

(ME TOO! I GET TO COME ALONG!!! Boo Berry)

Nearing the End of Irrigation Season —Wednesday, September 3, 2025

Posted on September 3, 2025 by Dayphoto

As the sun starts rising,

Or setting

Beneath cloudy skies of storm clouds

The need to keep the crops on our place watered has been a constant

Since early spring.

We are starting into the home run now.

The corn is almost all dented. Once dented, we will water one more time. (to be sure all the kernals are nice and full)

After which, we stop all irrigation on the three corn fields.

After that, we will water the two alfalfa fields a couple of more times. We don’t want them going into the winter dry. If they are too dry, they will die over the winter.