The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— What Mom Knows, Friday, September 25, 2020

Because of an amazing, generous gift, from an Oklahoma Farm Girl

(I cried when I opened the card, I am still so humble and grateful)

I was able to take Boomer to a specialist

Where, upon I learned —

The devastating news

That Boomer has liver disease

Not any of those other things: Nose fungus, pneumonia, tumor in the nose, something stuck in his nose, not a nose anything.

Which is so frustrating because I did have X-rays taken, but was told they were inconclusive  

Strangely the X-rays taken this time, showed ME the very large, expanded liver, his chest and everything else x-rayed.

I bawled.

Here I thought I was doing everything right.

Even the prednisone was damaging the already damaged liver.

I didn’t know. 

I really didn’t know.  

So, now you know.

And now I know.

He is on medication to clear up an infection.  Also, one to help the liver digest better.

Other than that—– What we have left is time. One day at a time—time.

Of which, I plan to make the most of.

Oklahoma Farm Ladythank you ever so much.

My heart is full and breaking.

You gave to me Boomer and his family a lovely gift of Time—one day at a time.

And for THAT We all Thank you!

From my heart to your heart, each and every one of you, Dear Readers,

Linda 

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Six

Chapter Six

I followed Mom to the kitchen door, she opened the door, held the door opened for me and said: “Do you want to come in, Boomie?”  I just looked at her and wagged my tail.  Just the tip of my tail.  I really didn’t want to come in and I didn’t want her to force me to come in.  At the same time, I didn’t want Mom to be mad at me for NOT wanting to come in.

“That’s okay, Boomie.  You don’t have to come in.”  she shut the door and was gone.

Now, it seems I was doing something before Mom came along.

What was it?

I put my nose to the ground and sniffed around trying to jog my memory.

“OH! YES!”  Mindy and I were going to have an adventure together.

“MINDY!” I bayed.  “MINDY!”

Nothing.

No Mindy.

I started searching here and there and everywhere.

UP one side of this and down one side of that.

Over to the fences,

down the roads,

up by the grain bins.

No Mindy.

No Mindy anywhere.

This is NOT good.

I think I had better sit down and ponder this problem. What I think I need to do is THINK LIKE A CAT!

OOOOOOO!  Now, this is rather hard to do.

Thinking like a cat.

Hummm

OH!  There is Dad—Mindy always likes to be with Dad.

I shoved off my old beaglie body, making it trot over to Dad.

Where is Mindy?  I looked and Looked and LOOKED!

No, Mindy.  Anywhere. No Mindy hiding close by or even far by.

I just sat down in total discouragement.

I really need to figure out where Mindy is-Night is coming on.  Night in the winter where hungry predators stalk.

 

Darn!  I have to find Mindy!  I got up and started walking to the grain bins to head out onto the farm.

If she isn’t in the farmyard, then she must be out on the farm.

 

Meanwhile …….

 

Who Said Chipmunks Were Cute? —- Thursday, August 16, 2018

I mean after all Stewart and I

Are most darling little squirrels

Anyone could ask for.

Just ask Boomer.  We help him lots and lots of times!

Stewart and Stanley Squirrel

Your friend(s) on a western Colorado farm,

Linda