I had a bad dream last night.  I woke the whole house going hooooooooooooooooooooo, whimper, whimper…whine.

Mom got up and sat with me for a while.  Then she and I went for out for a mid-night walk….that helped.  (We always walk around mid-night, Mom says it helps us sleep better—she and I.) I tried to tell Mom that I dreamed Fuzzy was gone, that I couldn’t find Fuzzy.  When we went outside I looked in our doghouses, then I realized.

The walk helped.

On the walk I smelled the Momma Deer and her almost grown fawn.

They ran down the lane and into the barn yard.  Darn!  If I were outside I could have bayed at them!!!

Anyway, my folks get up at 5 a.m.  The sky starts to just show light around 6:15 or so, as soon as it started to get light I barreled out the back door to see if the deer came into the yard.

Nope…a yellow and white tom cat…he belongs to the Lady across the street from the other house….a female teenaged kitten…which also belongs to the same lady (she doesn’t believe in keeping her cats inside—so of course they come a visiting).

Sammy and

Monkey stay inside at night…and most of the day (if you really want to know the truth) Well…Sammy goes out lots during the day—

He likes to hunt mice in the hay stacks!   Mom says its best the cats stay inside, there are coyotes and fox who like to eat cats (and dogs) AND there are tom cats that fight, so staying inside and sleeping by the fireplace is a very good thing.

Hummm yes…deer and they, snuff, snuff, sniff go right through the barn yard and on down the closest corn field.

Mom and Dad are working on one of the sheds right now.  They have to get out the air compressor so it can be ready to go with Dad.

Morning news….is a very good thing!

Boomer