A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, February 5, 2021 Chapter Twelve

Posted on February 5, 2021 by Dayphoto

Chapter Twelve

There is a sadness Mom and I feel,

each and every day.

Sometimes one of us thinks we see

Boomer Beaglie Brown, but alas he is not there.

Although, I know something Mom really doesn’t know.

Boomer isn’t very far away.

Mom said she wonders if we animals live with the gift of ‘seeing’ and ‘knowing’ the other side.

Because of that knowing it isn’t so very hard for us to slip on over,

although, having to leave our furry bodies can be a tad rough.

Outside, where I truly like to live, it is still winter.

Some days the sun warms everything up nicely, somedays the heavy snow takes the joy from the warm.

Mice are still abundant. Mice are my favorite food. They never really seem to become sparse, although I do work at keeping them thinned out.

The coyotes are terribly brave. They come yipping and yapping in the yard, running down the farm road, they know our farm is just air and darkness, at night.

They know we are dog-less.

I weary of the coyotes, as does Mom.

Still, Life Goes On, the wind continues to blow, sometimes soft, sometimes a gale.

The moonlight filters through the tree branches, making the shadows look like cobwebs.

I feel and know that Boomer is here. Maybe not all the time, maybe not as much as he once was, for sure not like he was before he passed over the Rainbow Bridge, but still here.

Boomer, Mom, and I love you. We really do. Thank you for coming to help me. Your rare gifts of protection have been proof that you are here.

Thank you, my beagle dog-friend.

Thank you.

(Shamelessly stolen off the internet)

Mindy Min-Min Brown

February 4, 2021

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, January 29, 2021 Chapter Eleven

Posted on January 29, 2021 by Dayphoto

Chapter Eleven

I was out doing my ‘stuff’.

Here

There

Everywhere

When I had to pause and really listen

“MINDY!!! MINDY It is getting dark! You need to come in now!” Mom called from a long way off.

“MINDY!”

I ignored her. I’ve been trapped in the house for a couple of days now, because of the big cold snow storm we had. I’m tired of the house.

So, on I went.

Here and there and just everywhere I could think of.

It was getting dark.

Even DARK! But I didn’t care. There was so much to do out here and I wanted to do it.

I was just heading around the Butler Bins, where Dad stores grain, when

OH! NO!

OH NO!

RUN! I thought RUN!

I turned as fast as I could and ducked UNDER the feed grinder, then slithered my way past the tractor shed.

Up toward the

OPEN GROUND!!!

I looked back… so far so good.

MOM!

DAD! LET ME IN!

That’s when I heard: COYOTES YAPPING

Oh, MY HEAVENS!!!
MEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!
MOM!!!!

I was standing there yowling for Mom or Dad when suddenly

Out of nowhere streaked

FREDDY FOX!!!

He came from down the long-lane to the house, dashing past the chicken house and right on through the farm YARD!

ZOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Then I heard…. yipping and yapping and in the distance the bark of Freddy.

It sounded like Freddy was leading them away.

OH, FREDDY THANK YOU SO MUCH! I mentally yelled.

THANK YOU!

Right at the moment, the door opened and I dashed into the house.

Whew!

That was close!

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, January 22, 2021 Chapter Ten

Posted on January 22, 2021 by Dayphoto

Chapter Ten

BOOMER! You were here! You came! I knew you would! I just knew it!

You aren’t gone. You are here!

YAY!

Let’s Play!

“Wait, Mindy. Wait. Why did you need me?” Boomer’s voice came into my mind very loudly.

“Oh, Beaglie….it’s been so hard. Everyone wants to know where you are and what happened I’m having to tell them and it has been hard. And I don’t want to tell Oreo or Freddy and his Mom Fox I don’t know what to do and I am concerned and I don’t want to have to tell anyone anymore that you are gone. OH! BOOMER! Mom and I miss you SOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!” My thoughts wailed out into the nether world.

I could see Boomer look at me.

“I will help,” Boomer mentally replied. After which he was gone.

So, I went hunting.

Hunting helps me.

I decided mice would be the perfect solution to take my mind off MISSING BOOMER!

I hunted here

And There

And every Where.

No, mice.

Still, just moving around looking around was a good thing.

The night was starting to come on.

I was rather late heading back into the house when suddenly out of the darkness came

OREO!

OREO!!!!!

I started to run, but Oreo ran right toward me.

I cringed down, trying to make myself small. If I get sprayed Mom will NOT be happy.

Oreo came at full run…then skidded right to a stop….right in front of me…looking me right in the eye.

“Hey, Cat! I just heard—Boomer has traveled over the Rainbow Bridge. GONE! GONE!!!”

“yes,” I meekly replied. “gone.”

“OH! NO!” Oreo turned and ran off heading off into the dark night.

I sat down and stunned.

“BOOMER!” I called in my mind.

THANK YOU! Oreo knows. He is sad, just like all of us. Thank you for letting Oreo know. I just couldn’t do it.”

MEOWWWWWWWWWWW YEOWLLLLLLLL

A Mindy Adventure Story— Chapter Nine, Life Goes On, Friday, January 15, 2021

Posted on January 15, 2021 by Dayphoto

Chapter Nine

I hopped up on the windows sill to ponder this whole sad mess.

It was about the time I was feeling most discouraged when I saw

Boomer following Mom to the house.

I sat up and MEOWED “BOOMER! YOU ARE BACK!”

I kept meowing and meowing. I ran to the back door and meowed some more.

“Mindy Sue-Lou, what is up? Why are you so agitated?” Mom asked me after she came in from outside.

“COME TO THE BACK DOOR! BOOMER IS OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW! He followed you to the house. COME, MOM!”

Mom put on her coat and opened the back door for her and me to go outside.

“It’s dark, Mindy. Are you sure you really want to go outside?”

YES! YES! Hurry, MOM! Boomer is outside!

Mom and I made a mad dash out the door.

We looked all around.

Everywhere.

I would walk a little and wait for Mom. If she didn’t come, I meowed at her.

We looked at lots of places.

Sigh!

Nothing.

Mom and I went back into the house.

I headed back to my window.

Boomer WAS out there I know it!

BOOMER! I yelled mentally to the Rainbow Bridge. If you were out there please show me. Make it real!

I need to see you again!

I need help! BOOMER!!!

Meanwhile, right outside the kitchen window

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, January 8, 2021 Chapter Eight

Posted on January 8, 2021 by Dayphoto

Chapter Eight

It’s been a nice two weeks.

I’ve made sure the mice are at bay

Scared off a few birds

Patrolled the whole farmyard every day, more than twice a day

And even found Dad’s tire jacket laying on the ground

Just perfect for me to play hide and seek in.

Hide the Mindy

Run out

Run back in…jump on it to hear the crackle

Run away

What a blast!

Then yesterday, Black Beauty and Loki showed up.

“Hey, Mindy! Where is Boomer? I haven’t seen him for a very long time” Black Beauty woofed at me.

“Yes, Where IS Boomer?” Loki echoed

Their question just stopped me in my tracks.

“You don’t know, Black Beauty? You came every day to visit Boomer.”

“Yes, yes, I did. But then Mom stopped bringing me. Where is Boomer, it would be good to play with him again. To go sniffing around the farmyard seeing who and what has passed through.”

“ME TOO!” Loki yelled. “I haven’t seen Boomer since July when I was here last. Tell him to come out and play.”

I just stared at them.

They don’t know.

They really don’t know.

It shocks me how many love Boomer and are missing him.

Geez.

I sat down, wrapped my tail around my feet, cleared my throat—and began.

Afterward, Black Beauty just hung her head and walked over to her Mom’s car and sat waiting for her Mom to come out.

Loki just looked at me with a huge stunned look on his face.

“But he was HEALTHY in July! Healthy!” Loki sputtered.

“I know. In October he wasn’t healthy. And he left us. Mom cried for days.

I tried not to cry. But there are times when the whole farm just seems lonely.”

“Wow, I can imagine,” Loki exclaimed. “Gosh, it just doesn’t seem right.”

“No, it doesn’t.” I agreed.

About that time Loki’s Mom and Black Beautys’ Mom came to the back door.

“What’s wrong with Black Beauty?” Black Beauty’s Mom asked.

“Gosh, she acts like she is afraid you are going to leave her.” Loki’s Mom replied.

I just looked at both of them. People just never really understand animals, I thought.

My Mom walked out with Shannon and Misty; stooped down and picked me up.

We watch everyone get into the car and drive off.

“I’ll bet you had to tell Boomer’s friends about Boomer, didn’t you, Min-Min.” Mom said while she petted me.

We stayed there a short while.

Then Mom sat me down and I went back to work.

Mom headed into the house.

Boomer’s friends. I thought. How many more do I have to tell. How many friends are Boomer’s friends who don’t know?

Let me count— Freddy Fox,

Oreo the Skunk,

Freddy’s Mom (Shudder),

all the Raccoons…

OH, PLEASE DO NOT MAKE ME TELL THE COYOTES!!! I yowled up into the sky.

I don’t even want to tell the fox family, or Oreo, or the raccoons…

I DO NOT WANT TO TELL THEM! I wailed.

PLEASE, Boomer, Help!

I ran as hard as I could toward the log pile and screeched my plea to the heavens.

PLEASE HELP!

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, December 18, 2020 Chapter Seven

Posted on December 18, 2020 by Dayphoto

Chapter Seven

I have been helping Mom and Dad. They are cutting and hauling wood.

I go out and hang around while Dad runs that LOUD thing that cuts the logs.

Sometimes I jump on the big woodpile to see if any mice run out.

They don’t.

Then Mom and Dad haul the wood and I stay in the corrals. There ARE mice in the corrals.

I was hanging out in the corrals searching here and there after Mom and Dad stopped for the day.

It was growing dark

I forgot about growing dark time.

When SUDDENLY out of nowhere

THE OWL CAME gliding down and lit right in front of me!

I FROZE

“STOP RIGHT THERE, CAT!!! NOW!”

I stopped.

I was already stopped.

I was frozen.

There was no way I was going to move.

I was trying to move, but I couldn’t.

“I am not going to hurt you. Get that through your head. I just want information.”

The owl fluffed her feathers this way and that, settling down right beside me.

“My name is Ruth!” the owl announced. “Boomer was my very best dog friend. We had lots of adventures together. I want to know if the rumors I am hearing are true.”

I just stared at the Owl, Ruth. My eyes must have been bigger than my face, my tongue was frozen in my mouth, I couldn’t talk.

“Come on, Cat. As soon as you tell me, I’m out of here.”

Yeah, right, and you grab me on the way out. I thought to myself.

I just stared at—-Ruth.

“I WILL NOT EAT YOU!” Ruth yelled at me. “I WILL NOT!”

I squatted down, trying to make myself tiny. Oh, maybe that isn’t a good idea. I FLUFFED myself up, trying to make myself big.

“Stop it,” Ruth tiredly commanded. “Just tell me about Boomer.”

She glared at me with her big round eyes.

I started to shake and shiver.

“Okay, here is a deal. You tell me. I continue to sit right here, I won’t move. You run as fast as you can away from me and hide. Then I will fly away. And only then.”

“You can’t leave, you know,” Ruth announced. “I can get you before you even think about moving your paws. So, tell me about Boomer. Once I know the truth, you can run off and I will let you go. You really don’t have a choice.” Ruth stated flatly. “You have NO CHOICE!” She emphasized.

I stared and stared. Ruth was right. I didn’t have a choice.

So, I told her. Everything. The whole sad story.

I was very shocked to see big tears rolling down Ruth’s face.

“You really did care about our Beaglie?” I asked.

“Yes. He was the most special mutt. He really cared about the farm and all the animals on the farm. He was my friend.”

“Where is his grave, cat?” Ruth asked sadly.

I told her.

She lifted herself up and silently flapped away.

She didn’t even try to eat me.

She didn’t even let me get away.

She just left.

Off I ran!

Later on, that night, as I sat on Mom’s lap; Mom told Dad that she (Mom) saw a marvelous wonder. An owl was sitting on the giant tree stumps covering Boomer’s gravesite.

Ruth, I thought. She really is an owl of her word.

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, December 11, 2020 Chapter Six

Posted on December 11, 2020 by Dayphoto

Chapter Six

After my horrible scare.

And a long, long, long nap in the house.

I decided it was time to get busy on the farm.

I meowed at the door until Mom came and let me out.

Then I headed to the corrals.

Mice…Yum. I need to find mice.

So, I searched here and there and everywhere.

Shoot.

Nothing.

Hummm

But there ARE birds!

BIRDS!

I have to be careful because, if MOM FINDS OUT she will yell at me.

I have to be very, very, sneaky…

S.n.e.a.k.y—-

“Mindy! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Mom yelled at me.

When Mom yelled all the birds flew off.

Mom left and went into the house and left me outside. Well, to be honest, I didn’t want to go inside.

I — and it’s cold.

Oh. This feels nice. Sunshine on the garage door.

Purrrrrr I’ll hang out here for a while.

PURRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Just as I was about to slip into a deep, deep sleep

“MINDY! WAKE-UP!”

My eyes jerked awake, but my mind didn’t.

I saw a squirrel, no I saw TWO squirrels.

Once I realized I saw TWO squirrels my mind woke-up.

“Stewart, Stanley, what’s up?”

“Come to the woodpile and play with us,” Stewart exclaimed.

“Boomer isn’t here,

but you are –let’s go scamper all over the woodpile together. Don’t you think it’s time you had fun instead of always patrolling the farmyard?” Stanley asked me.

I pondered for a spell, a little spell.

“YES! Let’s go.” I replied.

Off we went, around the corner of the barn, passed the fenced off equipment, (to keep the cows from rubbing on them), and On to the WOOD PILE.

We ran, we jumped, we hid and then chased each other…up down, under around.

We were just getting a tad tired when DAD showed up.

Scram! The squirrel brothers were gone!

I also scrammed running toward Dad so I could get a pet or two.

Purrrr, roll in the dirt, purr, happiness.

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, December 4, 2020

Posted on December 4, 2020 by Dayphoto

Chapter Five

I am terrified of owls. Terrified! I don’t like hawks, I don’t like crows, or ravens, and the over-head fan in the house, when it comes on

OWLS I AM BEYOND SCARED.

Mom wonders if it is because I was attacked one — by an owl.

See my lip?

I wasn’t born this way. It is NOT a natural hair lip. Mom even asked the vet and she agreed that I have a huge hurt on my lip. And I wasn’t born with it.

I would tell them if I could, but of course, the people can’t understand cat.

Mom doesn’t know when it happened, or how old I was when it happened because by the time I decided to live with Mom and Dad I was between 4-5 years old and the hurt had long healed.

But I can tell you…. I was a young cat. Merrily going about my everyday life in the wilds, when I was almost snatched up by and Owl; dinner I was supposed to be.

As for how my lip was torn, I can’t say. The whole thing was terribly frightening and scary and it all hurt—-later, when I was back in my hidey-hole the pain was terrible.

I have scars on my back and on my tummy, which fit perfectly with claws. Yes, they do!

They are faded now, but there are little ridges when the scars healed; a reminder of GETTING AWAY!

Mom says it must have happened just as I was leaving my hidey-hole. Mom and Dad have to let me stand and stare and stare and stare outside before I feel safe to go outside.

I look this and then that, then up and I try to peer under everything BEFORE I step one foot outside.

Mom and Dad are RIGHT!

I dash back inside the same way…very carefully! Entrances are danger zones!

I went merrily out of my hidey-hole on my way to get a drink of water and maybe a mouse or two.

It was just starting to get grey outside, grey as in light, when very silently, very suddenly I was grabbed up, lifted high in the sky. I started screaming and clawing and wiggling with all my might.

I must have worked because I fell. Down, down, down (even today I don’t like being picked up and flung onto a shoulder).

I landed in the brush; in a world, I didn’t know. I hurt all over, my mouth was bleeding and the pain was unreal.

It took me a long time to drag myself into a safe spot. Then it took me a long time to get to the place I could go get water. After that, it took me an even longer time to get to the place where I could catch a mouse or two.

By the time I figured out the new area I lived in I figured out MOM and DAD lived close by.

Now you know why I am so afraid of OWLS.

So, I waited in the canal. I could still hear that Owl…” Hey, cat! Come on out. I just want to know about Boomer. I’m Ruth, I won’t hurt you. Just tell me about Boomer.”

NO WAY! If I talk to the owl she will know where I am.

“MINDY! KITTY-KITTY-KITTY.”

MOM! Mom is outside. I will with all my might for Mom to come over to the canal.

COME HERE, MOM! COME HERE! I don’t dare leave or make a sound because RUTH is in the old Willow tree.

“MINDY!”

I hear Mom’s footsteps getting closer.

Suddenly I see through the dry grass I’m hiding in, the big grey owls rise up off the branches of the old Willow tree and silently fly into the sky toward the Upper End.

MOM! I bound out of the canal

and run toward Mom.

Mom reaches down and picks me up for a wonderful safe cuddle.

Oh, Mom. I Love you. I purr. You are a lifesaver.

Then I squirm forcing Mom to put me down.

I’m so happy I give myself a big roll in the dirt.

Off I go…I have things to do and

A MOUSE to eat!

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, November, 27, 2020 Chapter Four

Posted on November 27, 2020 by Dayphoto

Chapter Four

Every day is just another day.

I patrol the farm constantly.

Working hard to keep Mom and Dad safe.

And those hens.

They are such silly girls; it is really hard to keep them safe.

I’ve tried.

Boomer always checked out the hen house and made sure the hens were safe so I tried to do the same thing also.

Let me tell you, it is just too hard.

I don’t think they have a brain in their heads.

So, I only go to the hen house now when they are NOT IN the hen house.

That way I can keep the hen house SAFE!

Yes, SAFE! You know there are MICE who like to live in the hen house and eat chicken food.

I make sure the mice become MY Food!

Anyway,

If Dad is outside I always,

I mean always,

Go to Dad and get Kitty pets and Kitty Rubs and Kitty Pick Up and Carries.

Sure, is nice.

After a while I make Dad let me down and I head off doing Mouse patrol.

Well, it was any day just like any other day….oh, not really, it was more any evening like any evening

WHEN

Suddenly two grey ghosts flew right past me; landing in the very Ancient Willow Tree.

I flung myself to the ground when they flew past.

Then I heard HOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOO WHOOOOOOO

OWLS!

OWLS! EAT! CATS!!! I started to bolt away when one of the owls silently lifted out of the tree and headed in my direction.

I ran as fast as I could to the, now empty canal, dove under the grass hanging over the side of the now-empty canal just in the nick of time, as I felt the swoosh of feathers passing over me.

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, November 20, 2020

Posted on November 20, 2020 by Dayphoto

Chapter Three

After a good night’s sleep on my chair that I adore, I decided it was time to head outdoors.

Being inside is good, keeps me from getting cold feet, and cold fur, but I get tired of inside.

MEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. I yelled at Mom, who was fixing breakfast. MMEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOWWW!

“Geez,” Dad exclaimed, getting up from his place by the woodstove. “What is it, Mindy? Oh. You want out. Okay, out you go.”

Out I went, running as fast as I could through the door, ear flat, tail flat. Then I stopped.

It is cold still. Mist everywhere. Not only cold, damp.

Okay, that’s how it is…I’m not going back inside I need to go see if there are any mice anywhere.

Hmmm

I wonder about the hayfield. I haven’t been there for several days.

Off I went, the mist just starting to burn off as the sun grew warmer.

Okay…

Hum

Looking

“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!”

What the heck…?

“YEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!”

My goodness! I looked all around me trying to figure out what I was hearing.

“HEY CAT!”

I looked up on top of the power pole

HAWK!

Oh! My Goodness…HAWK!

“Don’t worry, Cat.” The hawk yelled down to me. “I’m full. I had breakfast a short while ago. I just heard the news. Boomer has left the farm for the Rainbow Bridge. Is that true?”