The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Robins

Posted on March 13, 2015 by Dayphoto

The Robins have returned! Mom is so happy she stopped at the store and bought a bag of mealy worms. I stuck my nose into the bag, but…whew! It didn’t smell so good.

Then Mom, Dad and I went for a 4-wheeler ride and checked on the cows and calves.

They are all looking good. Mom thinks there are about 10-15 cows left to calve.

That’s a good thing because they cows all have to leave next week.

The bigger the calf is the better to hoof it down the hill to their next pasture. (It isn’t far, just down the hill from our other house, but a long way when you are brand new.)

Hank’s HERE! We’ve had a great time already…we’ve barked Mr. Davis down the road, Hank has barked at all the cows a few times (it always gets him yelled at… ‘Hank, stop! You can’t bark at the cows’!) We’ve checked out all the buildings and the equipment by the farm yard and hung out in the house with the little kids.

Oh, yes…the little girls are here and their Mom. My Mom says Hank and his family get to stay here clear until Sunday afternoon!

I know Hank and I’ll be tired when they hit the road, but it will be a good tired.

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Midnight Walk

Posted on March 6, 2015 by Dayphoto

“You up, Boomie?” Mom asked me as she walked into the Living room. Normally I sleep on the back porch. I like the back porch, but when the wind blows I always come in and sleep by the wood stove. Fuzzy didn’t like to sleep by the wood stove ever, said it made him way too hot. Sometimes I have to have the heat…my fur is rather thin.

Anyway, Mom came by and asked if I was ready to go for a walk, “We can see the Moon, Boomer. I haven’t seen the moon for a long time.”

“Walk?!? Sure! Let’s Go!” I jumped up and beat Mom outside. She took way too long putting on her coat and gloves and hat.

“Come on, MOM!! LET’S GO!” I waited for her with a huge smile on my face!

Off we went, Mom and I walked through the corrals, opening the gate was easier there. We scared about 6 cows who were sleeping close to the loafing shed; they didn’t jump up, but they sure were startled. Mom and I haven’t been walking late at night, because the weather has been so bad.

Off we headed toward the new pipe, that’s not far, maybe a ¼ of a mile…up we went, me sniffing around to see what and who has been moving around in the cows. (Not many critters, Momma cows are really serious about not letting strange animals come in where they are living.)

Mom kept stopping off and on trying to get a good photo of the moon. After a while she gave up and we walked back. By that time the air was calm and I was warmed up so I stayed on my big soft comfy bed on the porch.

“You can come sleep by the fire if you want too, Boom” Mom invited. But I just looked at her and settled down. ‘No Thanks, Mom. I’m fine right here.’

Goodnight everyone,

Boomer.

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Calf Check

Posted on February 27, 2015 by Dayphoto

In a small break in the weather, meaning no snow and a melt of sorts, (But no sun) Mom, Dad and I loaded up on the four-wheelers and headed out to check the cows and calves.

If you look where the big white arrow is pointing you will see a tiny calf. Mom has her baby all snuggled up and warm against here body.

See the brand new baby trying to get up. Mom just gave birth here.

All the cows are really tame, we can drive through them (slowly) and they never spook. I ride all the time, because just seeing me trotting alongside WOULD spook them. Mom says I have to stay right next to her.

This one is hidden behind the equipment at the equipment storage area.

Mr. Davis and his daughter check them twice a day, sometimes three times a day always, always making sure the moms and babies are doing okay. If there is one that is having trouble Mr. Davis and Theresa load them up and take them back to their really nice barn on the ranch.

For us, Mom, Dad and Myself, Boomer the Beagle,—we go out on the off-times to makes sure all is well. Just this morning we heard the coyotes moving around in the cows, never a good thing.

So far all is right with our world.

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Hank Came

Posted on February 20, 2015 by Dayphoto

Hank came to visit!

Hank Puff Cake McCormick. Well, his whole family came to visit, but I was much more interested in Hank. Hank and I do lots of things together, he even sleeps on the back porch with me. Hank sleeps where Fuzzy slept and I sleep where I always sleep.

The first night here Hank kept going outside and doing naughty things. The first time Hank went out and barked at the cows…Mom got up and scolded Him and made him come back to bed.

Then around mid-night Mom smelled a skunk…getting up and checking on us she saw that Hank was NOT on his side of the porch… “HANK! You get in HERE!” She hollered.

Thankfully Hank has just gone out and was still standing on the back step when Mom called him. Back in he came, which was a good thing, because there really was a skunk out by the trash cans. (Hank is not known to ovoid skunks…just saying. I do—I got sprayed once. Once was enough, I make SURE to ovoid them at all costs now.)

The third time Hank barreled out the back door Mom was right behind him. Mom was up putting wood in the woodstove so Hank didn’t get too far out the door again. This time Mom locked the door. Just as she locked the door she saw the Fox move through the yard.

“Oh, Hank! What are we going to do with you? Stay IN!” There is too much trouble out there, for you to get into, and then have to travel all the way back to Craig.”

Hank looked at a very mad Mom, hung his head and settled in to sleep the good sleep.

The next two nights Hank was decent and didn’t barrel out the backdoor every two or three hours. Which is a good thing, because Mom was getting very tired of his barking all night stuff.

Still we had lots of fun in the daytime, but the most fun was when Mr. Davis and his three cow dogs came through the yard to check on the cows. Twice a day they drive through…morning and evening. Twice a day Hank and I barked them down the lane and hollered at the three cow dogs in the back of the pick-up.

Suddenly it was time for Hank to leave. The family packed up the van and loaded up Hank and drove down the road…sigh.

OH! Well! He will be back, until then I’ll bark Mr. Davis and his three cow dogs down the lane and through the farm yard!

Yes I will!

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Too Much IS Too Much!

Posted on February 13, 2015 by Dayphoto

“Let’s go, Boomer!” Mom said as she walked out the back door. “Time to go see if there are any babies.”

GO! I’m always ready for GO! I trotted right behind Mom, then I gave a little jump and hit my head on Mom’s left hand! I’m here, Mom! I’m ready!

Mom stopped walking and knelt down and gave me lots of rubs and pets. I smiled so big the sun didn’t seem so bright!

“Okay, Boomie-Boo, Dad’s already got the gate down and on his four-wheeler, let’s get ours and head out.”

Off-we-go

Mom lifted me up on back, ever since I blew my knee out, Mom won’t let me jump up on the back of the four-wheeler or the pick-up. She picks me up every time. ‘Your knee has healed, Boom-dog; it needs to stay that way’.

Off we went…first to the equipment area, then down into the bulrushes, which is by the alfalfa field —see the paths the cows are making. If one goes they all go the same way.

Then over to Coyote Hill, into all the fields, through the Rabbit Brush Jungle, over on the Rocky Point to look down into the Back Forty, then the Upper End; and onto Sage Brush field going past the pond. After which we drove the mile to home. It was a BLAST! (Since it’s been rather warm here the wind in my fur felt really nice!)

Anyway, no calves yet, but soon.

When we got home my oldest sister was there waiting for us with her pack: A Rottweiler–Rocky the Chaco Man, Houston (Houston can climb trees) she is a Mountain Cur Hound, Molly a Blue Tick Hound, Beauty a Black Lab and Etta and Shiloh, White Cloud Walker Hounds.

They are all hollering and yelling at me to go with them for a run down in the Rubidoux Canyon, I jumped up and put my paws on the truck, so Mom put me in the back with them.

Suddenly they all started screaming at me, hollering and baying and yelling…it was just toooooooooo much!

SO I JUMPED OUT!!!

Mom was highly alarmed that I hurt my knee again, but I didn’t. Which was good. I hid behind Mom and I hugged her legs. I AM NOT GOING WITH ALL THOSE LOUD DOGS, MOM! I pled with her. One or two at a time but not EVERYONE!!!

Mom reached down and petted me, “That’s okay, Boomer! You don’t have to go— sometimes too much company is just too much.”

Everyone gave me lots of pets and belly rubs.

Then Shannon got in her truck and drove off…all the dogs barking. I heard them baying as they passed the other house heading toward the canyon.

Whew I’m glad I didn’t have to go!

A very relieved,

Boomer the Beagle

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Flat Stanley

Posted on February 6, 2015 by Dayphoto

“Hey, Boom! Wanta go to the mailbox with me?” Mom asked as she stopped by my dog house. I was taking in the sun, sound asleep.

You see the sun had just made its way to shine fully into my doghouse warming up the interior and me!

I was stretched clear out having a good dream.

HUH! I woke-up in a flash. “I do!” I said with big grin as I trotted off behind Mom.

The walk to the mail box takes a little time; you see we have to go ‘down the lane’ to get on the main road. Once down at the road we have to walk a little way down the road to the mail box. Mom doesn’t want me on the main road so I hang back by the culvert until she gets back from the mail box.

Down we went…I sniffed here and there all the way down…Foxy and Red passed by—Pepper walked across the road and left a few smells for me.

Back home Mom sat down on the back step and started opening the mail! “Oh! Boomie, guess what? Rory and his second grade classmates from an Elementary School in the deep-south has made a Flat Stanley at the first of this year’s school year. Rory’s Flat Stanley has gone to several states then to a blog friend, Sara.– (http://morefavoritesheep.blogspot.com/) Sara has sent Flat Stanley to us.”

“Flat Stanley!!?”

“Come on, Boomer! You and Flat Stanley are going to have a great time.”

So off we went—first Flat Stanley took a ride on the 630 John Deere tractor, then he checked out the hay yard, after that we came in and had lunch. Mom took photos so she could send them back to Rory’s second grade class.

“It’s time to say good-bye to our little friend, Boomer.” I’m putting him in the mail to go visit a cotton farm in Littlefield, Texas on the next post.

I graciously said good-bye to Flat Stanley and wished him a great trip traveling here and there and everywhere.

Good-bye, Flat Stanley Mom and I hope Rory enjoys seeing the world through your eyes!

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Rocky/Chaco Man the Rottweiler

Posted on January 30, 2015 by Dayphoto

My oldest sister came over with my oldest nephew, Rocky Chaco Man the Rottweiler, for him and me to have some fun time together.

Shannon and Jason have lots of dogs—they are all hunting dogs, hounds and a lab! But Rocky doesn’t go hunting he guards their place. I don’t go hunting…I pretend guard the farm…so Mom and Shannon thought it would be nice if Rocky and I could have a play date on the farm.

A long (all the way around the farm—then back over the Back Forty, then to the Upper End then down by the alfalfa field) walk.

We had a great time…Rocky marked so many bushes that by the time we got to Back Forty, where the coyotes live, he was just lifting his leg for show– nothing else. I did much better, because after all I live here and I know I have to SAVE UP for the Back Forty so I can let those coyotes KNOW dogs live on the farm!!!

It must have been 300* out there, by the time we got back to the house Rock was foaming at the mouth. Black fur, no water to splash in along the way and not a cloud in sight wears a dog out.

When we got home Mom gave each of us a HUGE dish of water. Rocky slurped his down and then wanted to get in his Mom’s car and go home.

So they did. Shannon loaded Rocky up and drove away. I saw Rocky looking out the back window…he hollered at me that he had a great time and wanted to do it again!

I hollered back! “ANYTIME, Rocky! ANYTIME!”

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Back Stop

Posted on January 23, 2015 by Dayphoto

Yesterday was a BLAST!!!

Sam-Sam, Monkey, Mom, Dad, and I all worked outside. The day was cold, but it felt nice to be outside ‘doing stuff’.

Dad was building another backstop for the hay. Since he expanded the acreage of alfalfa he also had to expand the hay yard. First he dug post holes then he started nailing up the backstop wood. Mom just held the wood, Dad does all the hard work, like digging the holes,

the tractor sets the poles, and Mom holds the wood in place.

Then Mom and I went for WALK!!! Actually I went for a jog/run/dash :). My-Sam

Sam-Sam came with us,

but Monkey hung out with Dad!

When we got back Dad and Mom loaded up an old cottonwood burr

to haul to the upper end.

Dad said it would make a nice home for some critter up there.

Then Mom and Dad cut up firewood and Mom hauled it to the house. All the time they were busy — I checked out everything I could…the pipes, the ditches, deer tracks…you name it.