After that Crow thing I told,  “Boo Berry, we can’t be friends with the wild animals.  We just can’t.” Hrumphed TLC

“Gosh, why not?  I thought it was fun talking to the Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley.  And getting to see his homes.  I must admit the crow was very alarming. VERY! But you saved me, so that turned out good.”

“There is a natural order to things, Boo Berry.  Your job is to bark at squirrels, and their job is to run fast from you. That is how it all works.” TLC turned tail and marched off.

(And MINE is to HUNT SQUIRRELS. And mice, and voles, and—-)

“BOO BERRY!” Mom yelled, “Let’s go!  It’s time to help Dad with the hay.” Mom came out the door, stooped down, and swooped me up into her arms.

“Time to get to work, Boo Berry, it haying time!”

Well, I guess that’s the end of my storytelling.  Perhaps someday I will have a cool adventure to share with you.  But, then again, maybe not.  That crow sorta took the ‘venture’ out of adventure for me.  I am sticking with Mom; it’s a lot safer that way.

(But….I do wonder about Stanely, Stanely, Stanely, Stanely’s family and their homes.)

{and what other neat animals live on the farm}

Until next time!

Boo Berry Betty Brown