The Adventures of Mindy on Friday— Strange Prowling on the Farm, Friday, March 27, 2020

Boomer and I heard something…scary, sorta kinda.

So, we went out searching and looking.

Boomer told me to not go out at night,

that we should just sniff around here and

get the ‘lay-of-the-land’.

The smells will tell us everything.

So, we did—

Ah, yes…

the furry bandits of the farm…

trash can knocker-overs

and garbage eaters

O!

O! O! O!

Freddy Fox…RUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! HIDE!!!!

Oh, I don’t have to…that is just the SMELL of Freddy Fox.

ERK! GAG! HACK!

Oreo!

Oreo has been here there and everywhere.

Although Boomer says we MUST be nice to Oreo,

he has saved us from COYOTES more than once.

I think Boomer is right…

the smells tell us all.

Sleeping inside at night is the VERY best way of living a long and full-filled life.

Mindy Kit-Kat Brown

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Thirteen Years! WOW! — Friday, March 20, 2020

Mom says I get to tell you it is HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TIME!!!

Thirteen Years Mom has been blogging about our lives on our farm on the western slope of Colorado

 

WOW! Thirteen Years!

Although, I must admit…the UPS truck is much more interesting!

Boomer Beaglie Brown

and Mom!

(And I suppose Dad and Mindy 🙂  )

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Twelve Friday, February 28, 2020

Chapter Twelve

Well, it took some doing. First Freddy fox set up a Foxy Yell (go here to hear a fox yell) Then Freddy made a huge dash into the now empty of water canal.  All this started the coyotes hollering (go here to hear the sound of coyotes hollering), which made Mindy claw her way onto my back.

The second I felt her claws latch onto my thigh then onto my back I took off running as fast as I could.

Now you must remember…I am NOT a young beagle anymore. I am actually an ancient beagle…just say’n.

Thus, being elderly I couldn’t run as fast as I would like and on top of me was a five-pound cat!  Now this cat was NOT just sitting up there enjoying herself, she was digging her mouse-killing claws into my back as far in as she could dig.  AND SHE WAS YELLING AT THE SAME TIME!

I tried to run and tell Mindy to hush up, but that was like pushing water upstream.

Finally, I fell down in a huge panting heap. I was totally exhausted… (older dogs have a tendency to gain weight, you do realize, don’t you?)  So, Not only was I old, and exhausted my weight got to me. I thought I was having a heart attack I was so tuckered out.

Mindy screamed at me to get up, to keep running.

I just couldn’t go any further.

I was done.

I laid there on the soil panting and huffing when Freddy raced by covering me in dirt.  He screeched to a stop, turned around, started walking back to Mindy and I.  Mindy peeled out off my back and climbed straight up on some of Dad’s equipment I was resting by.

Just as Freddy got two feet from my face three coyotes arrived. Splitting up one went one way, the other went the other way and the third one just stood and stared at Freddy, Mindy and I.

Mindy screamed and scrambled way deep into the corn combine.  I just laid there.  The end had come. I was done for, there was no way I could run, besides there were three coyotes on three sides of me and a big combine behind me so…lets’ face it I was trapped.

It was over, I was pretty sure.

Suddenly Freddy started yelping his Foxy call; dashing toward one coyote; then the other.

“You just think you nasty creatures are going to get us—” Freddy taunted, swishing his big fluffy tail this way and that.

The main coyote growled, placed one paw in front of the other, slunk way down to his belly and started coming closer and closer.

When out of nowhere a nose-stinging, eye-burning green fog filled the air all around us—Freddy, Combine, ME and the three coyotes!

Everyone was rolling on the ground, digging at their eyes and noses whimpering.  Freddy jumped up first, scampered through the three coyotes and was gone.

Then the three coyotes dashed into the deep darkness of the night yelping and hollering

I was so stunned with the green fug that I could not only not see, or smell anything I couldn’t even THINK what to do, or what had happened.

“Hi, Boomer!” Oreo greeted me. “Seems you were in a bit of mess, just a little second or so ago.  I thought I might help you out.”

Oreo was laughing and chuckling almost rolling on the ground.

“OREO! You are a life-saver!” I put my paw on his tiny little paw and gave him a little paw hug.

“Yes, I think so.” Oreo modestly replied.  “Well, off now, I have grubs and bugs to find to fill my tummy.”

I watched him walk off, turn around once he got out into the field and give me HIGH TAIL WAVE!

So, there you have it.  Mindy crawled out the combine, not a whiff of green fug on her fur, the coyotes were gone. Freddy left. And we were not far from the house and our beds inside.

“Say”, Mindy told me as we walked toward the back door, “I like going on adventures with you, Boomer. Let’s do it again sometime.”

I gather up what strength I had left and I ran to the back door and bayed and bayed until Mom came; opened the door where we both dashed inside.

Which after a long scolding, a big bath…Mom gagging all over the place. I finally got to go to sleep.

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Eleven Friday, February 21, 2020

Chapter Eleven

“Freddy!” I bayed. “Freddy come back!”

Mindy screamed and tried to hide under my tail…

under MY TAIL!

 

“Be calm, Mindy, it’s Freddy he will help us.”

“He is a FOX, BOOMER!!! FOX EAT CATS!!!!”

“Not Freddy, well, not this time anyway. Well, I don’t think he will. I just need his help, Mindy.  Stay as close to me as you can, attach yourself.  We have to have help to get from here to home.  Freddy is our best bet.”

I looked around and saw Freddy trotting back to me.

“Hey, Boom! Man, it’s good to see you again.” Freddy high-fived my right front paw with his left front paw.

We started to chest bump when I realized I had Mindy attached to my hip.

“Hey, Freddy, I need your help.”

“Sure, Buddy.  Whatever Can I do?” Freddy smiled his huge foxy smile.

“I need to get home. And I need to get Mindy…here Mindy, say Hi. Home.  It’s getting onto Coyote prowling time and I need to get Mindy back to Mom and Dad before she becomes Coyote lunch.”

Freddy looked around my body, saw Mindy all scrunched up tight against my hip.

“Well, well, hum mm, soft yummy cat…drool, slobber, slurp, Home, you say.  Okay. I can do that.  But we have to be moving along fast I passed two coyotes heading toward this area a few minutes ago.

“Come on!” Freddy waved his paw and took off down the farm road.  I’ll take the lead and you bring up the rear Boomer.  Mindy you can run in the middle.”

“YEOWL! I’m not going anywhere but right next to you Boomer!  You get right up there close to Freddy and I’m staying attached to your hip.”

Just then—

The first Coyote ran right in front of Freddy.

 

 

 

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Ten Friday, February 14, 2020

Chapter Ten

“Well, as you can see, Mindy,” I said, pushing Mindy behind me a little, “dark on the farm is way different than dark in the farmyard.”

“MEOW!!!” Mindy sobbed. “Let’s go home, Boomer.  I want to go inside and lay on Dad’s legs while he watches TV and gets lots of pets.  It’s SCARY out here.”

Just then we heard HOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOO. Mindy jumped three feet in the air and yeowel!  “OWL! We have to RUN!”

Mindy started to fling herself out onto the farm road when I quickly put my front left paw down on her back. “NO! Stay right here!” I bayed.

“STAY!”

“I hear an owl, Boomer.  I have to hide, I have to get to the house, I have to get OUT OF HERE!  An Owl tried to get me once, but I got away.  That is why I have my whole right side missing on my mouth. OWL!!!”

Mindy squirmed and wiggled under my paw. Thankfully I had her smashed flat so she couldn’t get those wicked claws up and get my leg.

“I Know, Mindy! I know.  But you are safe right here with me.  You start running crazy and the owl will chase you on very silent wings, swoop down and your gone—up into the sky, then over to their nest where the little owl chicks live.”

Mindy looked at me with terror in her eyes.

“Stay right here, right next to me, and I will get you home.”

Mindy stopped wiggling and sighed.  “Okay, Boomer, my life is in your hands.

“Good.  I can protect you from pretty much everything but a coyote.  If we run into a coyote or three you run as fast as you can for home.  I try to lead them away from you.  But until, or if that time comes, you stick right by me.”

With that Mindy and I started walking.  We have a long way to go, but I feel pretty sure I could get us home.  We have the weeds along the ditch bank to hide in and if we are super lucky, we can crawl into some of the equipment (if we make it that far).

It was about that time, while we were walking next to the ditch, not on the road, but close to it:

Freddy Fox zoomed right in front of us!

 

 

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Nine Friday, February 7, 2020

Chapter Nine

“BOOMER!!!” Mindy yelled.  “BOOMER Come SEE!”

I trotted over, put my nose to the ground and smelled.

“WOW! BIG CAT!”

“Yes!  A Very big cat! Are we safe, Boomer?”

“Well,” I pondered, “I think so.  We’ve had them walk down the farm road and the irrigation pipes before and nothing ever came of it.  Although, I did hear Mom and Dad talking about our neighbor, just over the way from the Back Forty, losing several sheep to a Mountain Lion.”

“SHEEP!”  Mindy jumped sky-high landing on her four feet over on the other side of the paw print. “These big cats eat SHEEP!?!?!”

“And other things.” I mused.  I remember Etta, my  sweet lovely Etta telling me they were out on a hike once and came across a BIG CAT in a tree. She said those big cats don’t waste their time eating mice and birds, they need BIG things to fill their tummies so they eat horses, cows, calves, sheep, goats…you know BIG things.”

“Oh!  Boomer!  Does the smell say the cat is gone?  I really don’t want to be food.”

Sniff, sniff, snuff, snuff…” yes gone. Gone one down the road.  I think we are safe.”

“BUT Mindy…the sun has set and now it’s dark.

Dark is NEVER a good thing out on the farm

EVER!”

“OH! BOOMER! WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO!!!” Mindy wailed.

It was just at the very moment when:

“Danger!” Mindy screamed.  “Danger!”

 

 

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Eight, Friday, January 30, 2020

Chapter Eight

I stopped and just stared down the road.  I have a suspicion I know where Mindy went.

I took off as fast as my Beagle legs could carry me.

I had found Mindy’s tracks

And where she rolled in the dirt,

which gave me a very fresh scent

Then I saw where she climbed into the ditch, hum…. oh, yes, out she came here.

O! OH! Humm…. herked up mouse guts.  Rather nasty.  I guess Mindy ate too many mice.

On I traveled…not long now before I get to the cross-over pipe….I have a feeling I will run into Mindy at the cross-over pipe.  She LOVES going with Mom, Dad and Myself when we walk up to the cross-over pipe.  I don’t know why I didn’t think of that myself.

I kicked it into high gear.

The sun was starting to set, but that’s okay.  I know the farm like the pads on my paws.

Besides

The Cross-Over pipe is LOTS of fun!

Once I catch up with Mindy, we can have our adventure!

Meanwhile—

Now I wonder what this paw print is?  Mindy sniffed around on the print.

Cat?  Wow!  That is some kind of Big Cat? WOW!

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Seven, Friday, January 24, 2020

Chapter Seven

This is SO much fun!

First, I climbed to the top of the haystack poles, then I ran across the top, got stuck for a little bit, but figured out that I could get back down if I went backward.

After all that climbing I decided to go into the combine and see if there were mice in there.  My tummy was growling at this point, you see.

In I went, first under the cab, then in the place where all the teeth are, nope.

Back into the BIG part where all the trash comes out and WHAM!  Mice everywhere.

Yum!
Slurp!
Gulp!

That was good.  Burp.

Okay, enough of that.

Back out onto the farm road.   Where I rolled around in the dirt for a spell.

Then JUMPED UP! And RAN to the ditch where the water can go one way, if Dad wants it too, or go another way.  Whatever Dad decides.  It’s really fun to crawl into the pipes and see how far I can go before I get scared and come back out.

Oh!  You didn’t read that.  I don’t get scared, I just get tired of not seeing daylight.

You understand I’m sure.

Shoot!  All the pipes are covered up and locked down.

Darn!

Okay….off I go down the dirt ditch then…I scrabble down the ditch as fast as I could go.

You never know…there may be mice in the ditch, or the grass OR Dad forgot to close off the cross-over pipe.  At WHICH point if he forgot…..I CAN GO TO THE OTHER SIDE!

 

Meanwhile—-

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Six

Chapter Six

I followed Mom to the kitchen door, she opened the door, held the door opened for me and said: “Do you want to come in, Boomie?”  I just looked at her and wagged my tail.  Just the tip of my tail.  I really didn’t want to come in and I didn’t want her to force me to come in.  At the same time, I didn’t want Mom to be mad at me for NOT wanting to come in.

“That’s okay, Boomie.  You don’t have to come in.”  she shut the door and was gone.

Now, it seems I was doing something before Mom came along.

What was it?

I put my nose to the ground and sniffed around trying to jog my memory.

“OH! YES!”  Mindy and I were going to have an adventure together.

“MINDY!” I bayed.  “MINDY!”

Nothing.

No Mindy.

I started searching here and there and everywhere.

UP one side of this and down one side of that.

Over to the fences,

down the roads,

up by the grain bins.

No Mindy.

No Mindy anywhere.

This is NOT good.

I think I had better sit down and ponder this problem. What I think I need to do is THINK LIKE A CAT!

OOOOOOO!  Now, this is rather hard to do.

Thinking like a cat.

Hummm

OH!  There is Dad—Mindy always likes to be with Dad.

I shoved off my old beaglie body, making it trot over to Dad.

Where is Mindy?  I looked and Looked and LOOKED!

No, Mindy.  Anywhere. No Mindy hiding close by or even far by.

I just sat down in total discouragement.

I really need to figure out where Mindy is-Night is coming on.  Night in the winter where hungry predators stalk.

 

Darn!  I have to find Mindy!  I got up and started walking to the grain bins to head out onto the farm.

If she isn’t in the farmyard, then she must be out on the farm.

 

Meanwhile …….

 

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Five, Friday, January 10, 2020

Chapter Five

Geez, traveling with Boomer is ever so booooooooring!  Boring!  I mused as I left Boomer trailing behind Mom with a determined look on his face.

Winter is long, the days are long, the nights are horribly long; all I want to do is get out of the house and explore.

Hum…no one has been here. I don’t even see a raccoon footprint.

Let me see that wild cat hasn’t been by the yard for a long time.  I wonder if all the cows chased him away.  I think I take a little peek in the canal—sometimes I can catch that mean, wild, thing trying to slip onto the farm and grab some of the mice who hang out by the barn.

Nope, no strange cat prints.

I think I am going to head to the Cross-Over ditch. It’s rather dull here.  There are lots of things to see and do way up to the ditch.

Let’s see; let me count the ways:

  1. Play on the haystacks as I go by
  2. Run up and over and in the spare-parts combine
  3. Scrabble onto the fence, then scram back down as fast as possible
  4. Run up and down on the implements resting on the by-way.
  5. If I am lucky, I’ll scare up some mice. Mice are yummy for the tummy, you know.
  6. Then it’s a long run/halt/run through the open ditch searching for mice and birds and other creatures hiding there
  7. It Dad hasn’t closed off the irrigation pipes I can run into the pipe a long way, turn around and run back out.

(I have a feeling the pipes are closed off.  It seems Dad does that before the snow comes. —But I will go look anyway)

  1. Finally, I will make it to the Cross-over pipe. I usually don’t EVER go there unless I’m with Mom, Mom and Dad, and Boomer.  But today I WILL!

Okay, before I go, let me head over to the woodpile.  I like the woodpile.  There are MICE in the woodpile.  I’ll just hang out and grab a snack or two. Then head off through the corrals, past Dad working on one the buildings and be on my way to the Cross-Over pipe!