February 13, 2013

There is a hint of spring in the air!

The dogs didn’t want to stay in the house this morning, leaving around 5 :00 to hang outside and do dog things.  I have asked them to come in a couple of times, but they just aren’t interested.

Today I head down to the Museum and Historical Society to work on transcribing one man’s many journals about his life.  I’m on book three, there are 120 pages to each book.

He is one of the original settlers to our area, settling on Ash Mesa, which wasn’t named that when he applied for his homestead acres.  It was so named after he applied — the mesa is named after him.  His last name of Ash.

I am at the part where he and the other settlers of the mesa are starting to dig the Ironstone Canal to bring water to the mesa.  (The Ironstone Canal is also the canal that brings water to our farm on California Mesa.)Sunrise-1

Our sunrise this morning was outstanding!

It does have a hint of spring in the air….I do believe the dogs are on to something!

Linda

 

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Yesterday we had a snow storm move in about mid-night.

Snow  It left some pretty nice wet snow, which was gone by noon.

Work

The cows came out to eat after the snow left and the air warmed up.  They were still eating around ten at night so I figured we might be having more stormy weather today.

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There was nothing happening before light, but I saw the cows heading back into the corn field…appearing as ghostly shadows until it lighted up enough you could see them

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Now this morning (as I write this) big fat lazy snowflakes are drifting down out of the heavens, taking their time leaving the clouds and softly landing on the earth.  It’s cold, but it as to be cold to have snow.

I always watch the cows, they know…trying to fill up before they have to hunker down and wait a storm out.

I worked at the animal shelter yesterday.  Some of the things people do to animals just amazes me…and I really would like to choke out the people……….GRRRRRRRRRRRr

Four dogs were brought in from a Real Estate woman, who had gone to a foreclosed house to make sure everything would be ready for a showing that afternoon…inside she found the foreclosed on families three bird type dogs (I think Brittany Spaniels)  and the little tiny bit of fluff poodle.  They had been left in the house by the family in the hopes that the animals would leave huge messes for someone to find.  Of course there was no food or water (all the water and electricity had been turned off…this was a foreclosure).

The dogs were just stunned and hungry and extremely thirsty.  One of the bird dogs got adopted yesterday, which was good.  But the others have to wait.

The things people do to animals, just makes me sick.

These people are known and will be prosecuted for animal cruelty, which will take time, but it is something.  In the meantime I hope just the right families will come looking for wonderful sweet animals that need love.  The shelter has lots to chose from.

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —A Walk through the Cows

It sure seems we have been hang’n at the house lots lately.

Sigh!

BUT Mom has started walking out on the place this week and WE GET TO GO WITH HER!!!!

Sure is fun!

I try….really I do…I, hum, try to stay with Mom and Fuzzy…BUT

Boom-the-Boomer

THEREISSOMUCHTOSMELLANDDOOUTTHEREITISREALLYHARD!

Mom walks LOTS slower than I do…I mean, heck, I can be clear to the end of the field and BACK by the time she and Fuzzy get just a little ways into the field.

But to be fair, I think Mom walks with Fuzzy so Fuzzy doesn’t get lonely.

I really should also

BUT THERE IS SURE SO MUCH TO SMELL OUT THERE ————————–

Chasing-Rabbit

We walked over to the equipment hillside, where Fuzzy scared up Robby the Rabbit.  Fuzzy and Robby ran every which where, until Robby got tired and hid in the roller.  Fuzzy barked at me to join him, but I was over with Mom looking at the old junk which really is homes for the mice.

The mice were not as interesting as the Robby the Rabbit but I was just too far away to be part of the fun.  By the time I got there, Robby was tired and sitting in the roller just watching us.

Phooey.

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We sat on the hillside and looked at the canyons of the Esclante and Dominguez for a short while….then we all moved over to the little pasture and Mom told us if it were night we could see all the cars coming across the desert from Grand Junction to Delta, but of course it wasn’t night so we couldn’t see the traffic.

Grand-JunctionMom assured us it was there.

I headed down to the cattails, but Mom and Fuzzy didn’t they headed over to the little alfalfa field, Mom said half the place was good enough to walk for now.

Cow-Trail

The cows have made a path in the same spot in the field and in the dirt ditch that they have for over 40 years…Mom says it’s the shortest distance to where ever they are going.

Every time Dad sees the flattened out ditch (just in that one spot) he threatens to lay pipe there and cover it up. But he never does, he just gets out the ditcher in the spring and makes a new ditch.

I think he just likes to talk about the path, he really doesn’t care!

Walking-aheadOn the way back I joined Mom and Fuzzy, I really needed to be close to Mom because…..

My hurry had sort of vanished!

Because….

Well….

WE

HAD

TO

GO

THROUGH

THE

COWS!!!!!!

I’m really afraid of the cows!

I’ll bark at them if they get too close to the electric fence around the yard, but I don’t want to do more than that.

WHY?!?!?!

Those girls will CHASE YOU!!!

THAT’S WHY!!!

I had them chase me when I first got here, that sort of thrill I didn’t need again in my life!

Afraid-of-the-cows

Mom has to make me go in front of her, but I only go one step in front of her foot…

Mom and Fuzzy laughed at me, but I didn’t care.

As soon as we got through the herd of 70 pregnant females —- you think about that…

SEVENTY

(70)

PREGNANT

FEMALES

I ran right to the house!

Whew!

I enjoyed the walk, I sure did.  But getting through all those cows is best!

Boomer-Brown

Boomer

 

Winter has Returned

We are back to snow and wind and cold 22*f outside with a windchill making it really 12*f. The cold is easier to handle than the wind.

I have a light on the chickens, which they really seem to enjoy.  Often times (when it is cold like this) I check on them and they are laying or sitting in the heat of light. Sort of like a wood stove for us! 🙂

The days are longer now, which helps, the hens have started laying eggs again–they are thinking spring also. 🙂

Watched-pot

Our cat (which only goes outside if I make her and then I get clawed before I can put her down) has a great toy with the humidifier.

She can spend hours and hours just watching the little plastic fish floating on top of the water.

Silly cat…no catnip for her…just a humidifier!

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Update

Your Magic THOUGHTS WORKED!!!!  THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

Fuzzy is home“`!!!

I’m so very happy!

Where-is-Mom

He still doesn’t want to play much.  He slept all afternoon and night, except when we went for a walk. Mom says we all have to do our ‘business’ outside,  that’s the rule.

Fuzzy  wanted to go with us, but he didn’t go far.  Just Mom and I went far.

Out-and-About

He has this funny coat on and it makes him breathe hard.  I tried to tell Mom that Fuzzy’s coat is too tight.

Fuzzy talks to Mom all the time about how he is feeling.

Fuzzy never talks; I do all the talking, but now Fuzzy sort of whines and groans and looks at Mom…PLEASE HELP me he says.  Mom sits by Fuzzy and pets and pets and pets him until he goes back to sleep.

NOW THAT starts to upset me, so I weasel my way in under her arm and make her pet me also.  But if I try to get between her and Fuzzy, Mom says: “Boomer, that’s enough!  Sometimes life isn’t about Boomer, sometimes it’s about Fuzzy!”

“HUH!!!”

“WHA”!

“Well I know that`!`!  It’s just, geez, Fuzzy is getting ALL THE PETTINGS!!

So I go over and lay on Dad’s feet.  Humph.

Better

This morning Fuzzy felt well enough to go do the chores down at Shannon’s house, and to eat and drink a little something.  But he is sleeping now as he had to have some pain medicine.  I think life is really boring if Fuzzy is not up and doing something with me so I think I’ll go to sleep

Now

YAWN

Boomer

Canada Geese

I just love these huge black birds!

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While walking the dogs at Confluence Park I just had to take a photo of all the many, many Canada Geese that were enjoying what is left of the open water.

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Suddenly I noticed white birds…I had to zoom in…I didn’t want to startled all of them and lose my chance to see what white birds are homing with the Canada’s.

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I still really don’t know… domesticated geese that have flown the coop?

Snow Geese?

If anyone knows please leave me a comment…I am very interested.

Linda

 

Sunday, December 30, 2012

It’s cold here…12*, but still dogs need to walk, and I need to walk, and the little kids like to get out of the house.

While coming back from the upper end masses of Sand Hill Cranes flew overhead….

Cranes-in-flight

My still shot was not very good, but at least you can hear their sound.

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Magic Thoughts

Your magic thoughts worked!

Thank you EVERYONE!

All shelter dogs were adopted BEFORE CHRISTMAS!!!!!

Diamond went to her forever family on Thursday, the week before Christmas day, then Zeus found and home and next Athena.  No one is left to worry about living in the shelter.  Everyone safe and sound in new forever homes!

Fuzzy and I THANK YOU VERY MUCH!

But now I, Boomer, would ask a very special favor of each one of you, for my bestest friend and forever buddy, Fuzzy.

Fuzzy-with-the-wind

Fuzzy is hurt.

Well, not hurt, but not sick either.

But he is well, in pain.

Fuzzy has a sebaceous cyst; he has had it for a very long time, long before I came to live with Fuzzy, Mom, Dad, the cats and chickens.  But Fuzzy’s sebaceous cyst has started to enlarge and now Fuzzy can’t walk.  It hurts him.  He hobbles along and then has to sit down.

I’m very worried about him.

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Fuzzy is my bestest everything.  We do EVERYTHING together, but now, when I ask, Fuzzy says he doesn’t want to right now, maybe later.

Best-Friends

He then lies down again.

He is also very restless, up-down-up-down.

Mom took him to the Veterinarian; the sebaceous cyst is causing the problem.  Sometime soon-in little over a week on January the 7th, Fuzzy has to go to the hospital and have it removed.  The operation is a very simple procedure, but Fuzzy is old.

Please send all your magic thoughts to Fuzzy that he makes it through the operation and comes home to me and we can play and run and chase birds.

That together we can bark the mailman down the road and go for long walks with Hank, Shannon’s dogs and any shelter dogs who need walking.

I will really appreciate it!  (And so will Fuzzy)

Boomer

Boomer

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — HAHAHAHAHA

Today is December 21, 2012, the end of the Mayan Calendar….it is also our Mom and Dad’s 45th Wedding anniversary!

Sunrise 7:27 a.m. and Sunset 4:54 p.m. Day length 9 hours and 27 minutes—same as yesterday.

New Years 2009 012

Anyway…You want to know what is so funny?!

THIS!

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Bahahahah, laugh, snort, chortle, giggle, and snigger…roll on the ground funny!

We about broke open our sides we were laughing so hard.

Houston, Rocky and Balou just stared at us…they told us not to knock until we tried it.

BAHAAH, it still was funny!

Then Houston, told us in her warm, sweet voice…that they always get to go to town now, with the hats and coats on they don’t get cold and stay warm.  And they get to go walk the shelter dogs in town because they can stay warm.

“So there”, glared Rock and Balou.

That was okay by us…we both rolled in the grass laughing it was just so funny.

Then Shannon showed back up with the shelter dogs and….

AND

!* AND*!

THESE!!!

REALLY

Mom made us put them on and wear them BACK TO TOWN, where everyone saw us!

RUN

I, the Fuzzy Dude, cow dog extraordinaire in THIS!!!!  Boy, as soon as we got to the park I rubbed mine off.  But Mom put it back on the second we got back into the truck.

WHAT

Sigh!

HURRY

“Mine felt really good!”   I, the Boom, kept them all on and even kept the coat on after we got back home!!!

Christmas

Getting back in the house was the best. Those things came off and we could rest.

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Fuzzy and Boomer

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Grandpa came out to meet us on our daily walk

Loving-Grandpa-more

What more can a Grandparent ask for?

Loving-Grandpa

Linda