It was a busy day yesterday! Mom and I had lots and lots of stuff to do.
So did Dad. FIrst there was a flat tire needing fixed
Then Mom and I had to follow Dad over to the wire trailer
Mom and I had to clean out the pick-up and give it a good wash
It seemed liked we worked and worked all day long. I only got to take a nap when I was on the back of the four-wheeler heading here or there, as Mom drove.
We all went to be early…8 o’clock. Well, I did anyway. I was so tired I kept trying to sleep wherever I could. Finally Mom opened the back door; I jumped into the house, headed right to my padded bed, scratched up my covers and flopped right down.
Mom says I snore. Dad says I really snore.
I don’t think so, but for the sake of this story…I fell right to sleep! Maybe I snored; I guess I will never know.
Next morning I padded my way out to the bridge over the canal…let’s see—
Sam was guarding the place for a spell. That’s okay by me. He’s a light sleeper wakes Mom up every night around one or two in the morning to be let outside. Of course when he wakes Mom up he wakes me up. That’s when Mom and I go outside for nice little walk.
I don’t go with Sam. Although, he sometimes goes with us. Most of the time he doesn’t even when invited. Just looks at us and heads off to dig a hole or something. I don’t go with him either…when a cat digs a hole it to ‘do his business’ and I’m not interested in that.
ALTHOUGH! I do know dogs who are VERY interested in eating …
Shake, shake, rattle my head, and flap my long, soft beagle ears—“BOOMER! That’s enough!” I could just hear Mom admonish me. (But you know what I’m talking about, I’m sure.)
Then I headed into the farm yard to sniff and snuffle my way through every little nook and cranny.
Yep, Min-Min Lou Dad’s shop cat has been here.
OH! Snuff, snuffle…seems like she saw something that alarmed her.
I guess I’ll just follow her tracks and see what she found out.
Those ring-tailed bandits have been walking through the farm yard!
Oh…they were heading to canal to wash their food. Those creatures are the cleanest critters around. They wash everything…ever give a raccoon a slice of bread…off to the canal, an irrigation ditch, even my dog water bowl and wash the bread. Of course the bread just dissolves—nothing left.
They fall for it every time…EVERY TIME!
I sure get a kick out the look on their faces when the bread is there and then just GONE! TEE HEE HAHAHAH BAHAHAHAH!
“BOOMER! WHERE ARE YOU?”
MOM WANTS ME!
I picked up my paws and loped to where she was. When Mom calls like that it means we have STUFF TO DO!