The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Moon Walk

Posted on September 28, 2018 by Dayphoto

Mom and I took a walk in the moonlight…that beautiful wonderful silver moonlight!

Mom LOVES walking in the moonlight.

Mindy didn’t go, she was sleeping next to Dad when Mom and I got up and went outside around one in the morning.

It’s still warm here, but cooling down rapidly in the night. It’s quite cold by morning.

But one o’clock is not bad…work jacket cold.

So off we went…just Mom and I.

On our way past the cornfield, we ran into a buck…well, actually we scared him. He was sleeping at the edge of the field, near the irrigation ditch. Up he jumped! Mom’s camera caught him in the light of the moon and a little star next to the moon.

“Cool!” Mom exclaimed.

I just kept on sniffing around and down the road. Although, I do stay close to Mom anymore…elderly now you see.

Mom doesn’t make me stay close, I just want too.

We walked around the big cornfield then crossed down the ditch between the little corn field and the big corn field and ran into TWO bucks.

MOM was very careful to be very still so she could get a couple of photos of them.

I was very still also. That camera thing is really important to mom.

Flash!

Good job!

Of course, the deer scrambled away.

We started back home, just Mom and I, nothing much happening when Mom stopped took a photo and started RUNNING!

I ran with her, all big grins and floppy ears.

I wonder what made Mom run?

Oh, well, I will probably never know.

Still, the running was fun!

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— A Visit with Friends

Posted on September 21, 2018 by Dayphoto

Mom and I headed over to the other equipment area to ‘do some work’. Mom goes over with Dad to help Dad do something hard…like change out a fuel pump, work on the chain on the pickup header, you know ‘stuff’; things I don’t have to do EVER!

So, while they were working, I took myself off to see what I could see, learn what I could learn, and find out all the news on that part of the farm.

I was sniffing along

when suddenly from out of no-where came Quade’s wife Quick and all the little Quails…cheeping and chirping as they scuttled along…they came so very fast and in such a large group I nearly jumped out of my dog fur!

As they scuttled away Quade appeared.

Quade and I visited for a spell, then he was off…he didn’t want Quick to get too far out of his sight.

Closer to the old (filled in) ensilage pit I ran into Stewart and Stanley.

They chattered with me for a long time, but I found listening to them rather hard…full cheeks and communication do NOT make good partners….

Stewart kept spitting little chunks as he talked…kinda interesting and gross all at the same time.

I had headed over to the little asparagus patch, down the tiny draw there when I hear the high-pitched whistle of …. HAWK!

I jerked my head up to look into the branches of the very ancient willow tree and saw….a wind-blow hawk surveying the place where Quade and his little family had just vacated.

I raced back up the small rise in the land, ran over to Mom, turned around and, raised my right front paw, straightened out my whole body so I was an arrow from the tip of my nose to the tip of the tail, lifted my head up and HOWLED!!! Pointing with all my might at the tip of the old Willow tree and the hawk!

Mom and Dad stopped whatever they were doing looked at me, looked at where I was pointing and saw that hawk surveying the farm for lunch!

“Good Job, Boomer!” Mom came over to where I was standing, took out her camera and took several photos of the hawk. Just as she finished the hawk took off; flying up high into the sky, then way over onto the back of the farm on the Back Forty…a long way from where Stewart, Stanley, Quade, and the chipmunks live. Thank Goodness!

Mom and Dad did a little bit more of whatever they were doing.

Then Mom called me and put me on the four-wheeler, gave me a pat and a kiss on the nose; we were off.

Heading home

where Mindy Cat is safe from the likes of at big bird predator in the sky.

And Mom and Dad and I can do ‘stuff’ around the farmyard, instead.

Boomer Beaglie Brown

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Where we are Now

Posted on September 14, 2018 by Dayphoto

Where we are now…the pinto bean harvest is over. Although, Dad says he isn’t selling the pinto beans right now…he wants to wait for a spell.

There is still irrigation water to set and change. The corn is still in need of water and the alfalfa fields also.

Look at this! It’s a Foam Ball—pretty cool. This Foam Ball was made from the foam on the ditch water going around and round and round. As soon as Mom and Dad removed the dam it was gone.

Mom watches out for me lots now. She says she does NOT want me wandering off searching for news and stuff…

next month I will be 13 years old and she says my age will get in the way of me staying safe out there in the wilds of the farm.

I rode every day and every second of the whole pinto bean harvest with Mom. Even in the broiling sun! Then I rode in the back of the pick up to town and back to go to TRACTOR SUPPLY (that’s MY store) and went with Mom to get parts when the combine broke down.

I was really busy!

But I do stay close to Mom.

Especially out on the ditch bank.

I can still hear well and I can see better than some dogs at my age, but sometimes I wonder if she might be right.

For Instance—last night—way in the dark, when I went out to relieve myself…. I SAW SPACE SHIP LIGHTS!!!

That was scary!

I know about real SCARY things on the farm like, coyotes and stuff like that, but SPACE ALIENS I don’t know anything about and I don’t want to LEARN!!!

So that’s where we are now. Harvest of the pinto beans is over—the corn harvest is yet to come. The days are growing shorter and shorter.

And the nights colder.

The hummingbirds are fewer and fewer. Mom only sees them in the early morning or late in the evening at the feeder. This morning there were actually 4 drinking. Yesterday there was only 2.

The Barn Swallows have left; all the summer birds are gone now. Makes Mom sad…but I tell her there is no reason to be sad. SHE HAS ME!

WAIT! What was that?!? I think I had better so see!

BYE!

Boomer Brown

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Mindy Min-Min Cat-Cat Brown

Posted on September 7, 2018 by Dayphoto

This is Mindy Min-Min Cat-Cat Brown

You’ve met Mindy before. She has been with me for a spell now.

We are good friends.

Actually, I’m good friends with lots of animals, but Mindy and I live in the house together.

Well, we come into the house and go out of the house and hang out and do stuff together all the time.

Mindy is a feral cat who decided she wanted a family. She came to us when she was somewhere around five years old. So, Mindy must be around 6 or 7 now, Mom isn’t sure. I’m not sure and Mindy says she doesn’t know or care how old she is…she is just glad to have a family.

Mom lets Mindy into the house when she sits at the door and yowls…which isn’t often, but it does happen. (Like if it’s raining outside.)

Most of the time Mindy prefers hunting. Or going with Dad to irrigate, or hang by Mom when she is working in her yard.

Most of the time Mindy wants to be outside!

Sometimes Mindy and I take walks together, but not often.

She thinks I have some pretty strange friends…friends she considers ‘un-safe-for-cats’.

She also thinks I have some friends that might be good for her tummy. I don’t let her come with me when I visiting THOSE friends.

So anyway…Here is My Best Cat friend…Mindy. She is lots and lots of fun!

(Oh, by the way…that cut on her lip was from when she was a lot younger and a big bird in the sky tried to eat her. Mindy said she got away by the skin of her lip.)

Boomer Beaglie Brown

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Farm Report

Posted on May 18, 2018 by Dayphoto

Well, this isn’t about the farm. But is about the farm yard, to be specific its about the farm yard drive way…

Yep the really nice FEDEX driver showed up. I’m always cautious…there is a mean UPS driver so I take my time warming up to these drivers. But this guy is nice. He always wants to make friends. Then he hands me a cookie before he walks to the house to give mom her package.

That’s about the farm yard road.

Out on the ditch bank there are lots of little raccoon critters. We have a huge group of them. Sometimes they travel all the way into the farm yard and skitter around out back where the hay is always stacked.

I like to go out and see who is there. A couple of the raccoons are my friends. We ‘do’ things together.

I go with Mom all the time. We go change water. We also go over to my sister’s so I can see my dog cousins,

and we head out and check on the fences —

good fences make good neighbors, Mom always says.

Mindy cat is a farm cat. She is really good at catching mice. Really good. She sometimes eats so many she herks them back up. I just sniff the herk, but—not to my taste. I leave it there until Mom comes along and picks it up with a shovel.

I don’t know what Mom does with it, but…something. Anyway, it’s gone.

And the wind…don’t get me started about the wind…it’s been so strong that it lifts my ears right up in the air. Mom says I look cute with my ears blowing in the wind.

Well, that my farm report. Mom and I hope you have a good weekend.

Boom Beaglie Brown a.k.a. Sherlock Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— My Ordinary Day

Posted on May 11, 2018 by Dayphoto

Nothing much is happening here. No adventures, no real worries, nothing that a good beagle can’t deal with.

Just Ordinary Days.

We like ordinary days.

Ordinary days…don’t have big problems to solve,

Or scary coyotes to deal with,

Or something hard to handle.

They just have the ordinary things to do:

Go with Mom and do whatever she is doing. Which means I follow behind and sit and watch Mom, while she does what she does

Or I sniff around getting the news, while mom does whatever she does

Anytime Mom gets on the four-wheeler I’m right there to go with her, all wadded up on the back seat with my body touching her body so she knows I’m safe.

Sometimes I sit up straight and help Mom drive…I lend her my nose so she can go where the best smells are.

Then when she is ‘doing’ something out on the farm, I take off and check out all the happenings going on from the last time I was up there two hours ago.

Sometimes I scare up a pheasant or two

Sometimes some Quail, or rabbits. Or the summer geese. But I never chase any of them. Mom say’s I’m a strange beagle, beagle usually like to hunt animals.

Well, not this beagle. I just like to gather news.

Once Mom left me up at the Upper End (because I didn’t want to go back home just then).

It was HOT walking all the way back home. I need to remind myself when Mom calls and I hear the four-wheeler start…I NEED to get back to Mom. The walk home this time of year is long and hot!

But the most wondrous time of ‘just ordinary days’

is when the UPS driver comes down the long lane to our farm house!

That is the best barking joy I can ever think of! (and if it’s the nice UPS driver, I always get a treat!)

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— The Game I Hate

Posted on May 4, 2018 by Dayphoto

I go with Mom and Dad to do the water, all the time, I mean we go ALL the time.

There is still lots of trash in the water…

sticks, weeds, corn leaves,

things like that. And if it blows…the wind, not the water…there is even more trash.

I ride on the back of the four-wheeler, mom driving,

Dad leading the way to change water and check the screens for trash!

WHEE! Bay! HOWL!!! JOY!!!!

At night, although I sleep inside, I go outside randomly to see what’s happening here and there and everywhere.

I sometimes go by myself, and sometimes with Mom—Mom and I take a walk at least once a night.

We are always doing something.

Mindy and I do ‘stuff’ together also. She likes to rub her whole body under my chin purring the whole time. Or taking naps together.

But the thing I hate worse than anything there is in the whole-wide everything…is the CATCH THE KITTY game!

Which means…Mindy, Min-Min Lou comes up to me, rubs me under the chin, walks off like she wants me to follow her…

then gets that playful look on her face, (she knows I coming right behind…I mean like, get real…I’m right there ready to go exploring with her) and

she raises her back into an arch…then leaps up and runs off. I give chase, she runs faster. Finally, I stop.

She looks back and collapses on the ground– rolling around in the dirt with laughter. She knows I can NOT ever run fast enough to CATCH THE KITTY!

Believe me…this is NOT a nice game!

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Rocky Chaco Man

Posted on April 27, 2018 by Dayphoto

Rocky Chaco Man lives with me (and Mindy, who doesn’t like the idea one bit) and Mom and Dad when my oldest sister has to go to work.

Rocky and I hang out, eat dog food, and mainly sleep lots. He comes up in his Mom’s car and then goes home in his Mom’s car. Sometimes Mom and I go down and get him. This way Rocky isn’t lonely and neither am I.

Anyway.

Rocky is a ROCK STAR! Although, you know that already.

He is a service dog for the Mesa County Library System. He goes down to Orchard Mesa Library and has a wonderful time having little kids read to him.

(Rocky told me sometimes he goes to sleep. Like really asleep, fast, snoring asleep. But the little kids don’t mind.)

And the little kids …. Rocky said they LOVE him. Rocky lets them lay on him like he is a HUGE SOFT Pillow. Sometimes the Mom’s get all strange worrying that sleeping on ROCKY would be not good. Rocky said he didn’t understand that, he is all soft and round and has lots of nice curves the little kids can fit their heads into.

Anyway. MY first cousin, Rocky Chaco Man Brown…is a Rock Star. Just right for little children who need a big soft friend to read too.

Hey, Rocky…You’re my hero!

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Back to Every Day Normal

Posted on April 20, 2018 by Dayphoto

Life has settled down after the whole Mystery Where I Used a Secret (Idea/Weapon/Gift from some friends).

We are having huge winds again. Mom and I are getting very tired of them. And MOM likes wind. She always makes me go for a walk with her when the wind is blowing. But if you walk in this wind a dog has to crawl and a person has to bend over. Not good.

But back to everyday life—-

Mindy and I go to walks with Mom every day. Sometimes at night. I Always go with Mom at night, but not always Mindy. If she is inside sleeping on the bed, or the sofa, or the big table, or her favorite chair, Mom just lets her sleep. “Let’s just let Mindy get her rest, Boomer. This walk will be with you and I.” Mom says as we head out the back door.

That works for me. Heck having Mindy Min-Min Lou tag along works for me. I’m really pretty easy going. So whatever Mom wants…that works for me.

I have been keeping a sharp nose out for strangers {human or animal} coming down the long lane into our farm yard, or heck even out of the farm.

News is What my nose is all about. Checking the news from here to there and every which where.

When Mom and Dad are working at the Upper End or in the little field next to the Upper End, I always, always go over and check out the big wood pile. Critter’s live in there you know. Ground squirrels, the fox, skunks, but…thankfully…no Badgers!!

Badgers are mean, scary, and completely terrifying. Trust me on that.

If Mom and Dad go to town and come back in the dark…I always, always make sure to meet them half way down the lane…sometimes Mom stops and gives me a lift back home. Sometimes not.

I guess she stopped asking lots, because I would turn her down preferring to take my time following the car back home.

News…out there, you see. I might miss something. I know Mom and Dad are now home and well… there just might be news on the way back to the house.

Like the Raccoons who’ve taken to coming down to the canal to wash their food. They are so silly. They wash EVERYTHING they eat. I mean everything. Sometimes whatever they are washing turns to mush and floats away. But still they do it.

Now that the weather has warmed up Mom lets me ride in the back of the pick-up when we go somewhere fun. It’s been too cold so I’ve had to pant my way, to wherever we are going, in the back seat, sometimes with the window down, but sometimes not.