Mom goes. Then we come behind. Boo Berry guards Mom and I guard the rear.
TLC (Because I am the BRAVE ONE!)
(and Boo Berry)
Yes, I know they are up in the sky!!! But! If I get on the wood hauler, maybe I could jump as high as the house. Then I could be tall, and WHaM, get a bird!
“TLC! You are too little and too precious to be thinking of flying. Come in. It’s cold outside.” Mom told me as she picked me up to go into the house.
I guess that is that!
TLC
Mom says it’s almost the end of the year. Whatever that means.
End! End of the year? What does that mean?
I don’t see any end.
Everything pretty much seems the same to me.
Sometimes you are annoying, Boo Berry!
MOM!!!! MOM!! I want to come in and have a nap!
MOM!!!
“Celebrate endings—for they precede new beginnings.”– Jonathan Lockwood Huie
TLC
I must look at the farm from a different angle—can’t get out there and get stomped on.
Yes! They do try to stomp on cats!
Or kick them and watch them fly through the air.
So…nope! No way am I patrolling by the grain bins, the equipment storage area, or the edge of the fields.
Nope, no way.
(Me either!!! Boo Berry)
TLC
We haven’t seen our shadows for a while…but they are back!
TLC and I like Shadows.
Mom likes shadows more than I do.
TLC doesn’t like his shadow to be seen, but he does like to see the hawk’s or the owl’s shadow because that means HIDE!
The days are cold and dry, but they do warm up a tad around noon to three,
so Mom, TLC, and I go for a walk,
and Mom looks for Shadows!
Boo Berry and TLC
We were out walking—Boo Berry
TL and I.
When I turned onto the bridge and looked back at the one lagging behind
TLC. Just as the sun crested the cornfield and lit up our world.
Stunning. Really! Just stunning.
“Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.”–Coco Chanel
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda