Sherlock Boomer—-What Mom Doesn’t Know, Chapter Two, Friday, June 19, 2020

Chapter Two

 

Okay, enough is enough!

I’ve slept the sleep of the dead. I’ve slept on the kitchen floor where I can keep cool.

I’ve slept in my warm Boomer Sofa where I can stay warm.

I’ve slept out in my bedroom where I can stretch out and roll around.

I’ve SLEPT!

I’m tired of sleeping.

Just say’n

It’s TIME to GO OUTSIDE!

I pushed the back door open, picked up my bum leg, and hopped outside!

There is news out here just I know!

Let’s see check this out.

Now check this out

What’s over here.

OKAY!  That’s enough.  Time to move off the step.

Into the Garden, I go

Look this way

And That

OOOOOOOOOOOOO BAYYYYYYYYYYYY SMELL THIS!!!

Raccoon…during the night.

Always. RACCOON in the Garden!  BAYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Oh! Hi Mom!

Raccoon in your garden

Go figure.  Mom doesn’t understand Beaglie talk.

Oh, Well…I’ve known that for years.

Oh! Here comes Dad!

“Come on Boomer!  Let’s go!” Mom called me.

GO!
You Bet!

Sherlock Boomer—-What Mom Doesn’t Know (Friday, July 12, 2020)

Chapter One

I am feeling, better, better, better!  Boy is that sensitive nose of mine a mess.  I have to be very careful and NOT go out in the wind.

Or the weeds. Or the grass.

The second I go out in the wind my nose becomes infected. Then I’m sick and I have to take medicine which makes me very, very sleepy.

BUT…

TODAY! I feel GOOD! I feel good enough I am GOING TO DO SOMETHING NO MATTER WHAT MOM SAYS!!!

Now what started all this, you ask.  Well,

I was out checking all the news right after my very yummy break-the-long-night-fast of a boiled skinless, boneless chicken thigh.

(Mom is afraid I have developed an allergy to food so she is monitoring EVERYTHING!  Although, I do find the REAL boiled chicken thigh very yummy.  I can slurp that right down in two gulps.)

So, anyhoo here I am checking out the farmyard…lots of interesting things out here to sniff— when one has a sniffer.

I haven’t had a sniffer since forever!

Sniff, sniff, sniff.

Hummm

What do we have here…?!

Sniff, sniff, snuff

Raccoon.  Yes.  We have lots of raccoons, I think we are a major highway for raccoons.

Raccoons will kill and eat chickens, you know.  That’s why Mom always and forever locks up the two hens each and every night.  Locks them up tighter than a drum.  Gota keep ‘um safe, ya know.

Yes, raccoon…and WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

WAIT!

WHAT IS THIS!

Not a raccoon.

I don’t think I know this smell.

Sniff, sniff…oooooooooooo, yes, I do.  DANGER in the form of QUILLS!

NOT GOOD!

I better let Mom know.

But, wait!   I think I had better go check out around the Butler Bins and the farm equipment and the….

I took off trotting out of the farmyard when I heard:

“BOOMER!  WHERE ARE YOU?!  BOOMER! YOU COME BACK HERE!”

“BOOMER!”

Sigh!

I turned around…shoot.

MOM!  THERE YOU ARE! I LOVE YOU, MOM!

I hobbled up to Mom with my tail going in a circle.

“Boomie, you can’t go off on a walk-about anymore.  Your back leg doesn’t work, your knee hasn’t really healed from whatever you did to it this winter, you can’t see well, and your hearing is off.  I’m sorry Beaglie, your exploring days are over.  You have to stay in the yard and close to mom now.”

Mom reached down and gave my ears lots of rubs, pets, strokes, and a big kiss on my nose.

Sigh.

Okay, whatever you say Mom, I thought as I followed her back into the yard, then into the house.

Settling down, I made myself comfortable…I’ll sleep for a spell. BUT I think I still might do a walk-about sometime.

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Improving, Friday, May 29, 2020

I am better.  Well, let’s say I am somewhat better.  The fungus in my nose is gone, the swelling in my nose is gone, but I now have a cough.

Somedays I don’t have a cough.  Somedays I don’t have a sneeze.  Somedays I don’t have ANYTHING!

It’s on those days Mom and I think YAY BEAGLIE IS WELL!

Then …. The cough comes back, or the sneeze and the cough come back, or just the sneeze.

So now I’m on allergy meds.

So far, THAT is working.

Anyway, Mom and I Thank you so much!  Mom was really, really scared I had a tumor in my nose…which was a possibility.  A very scary possibly…

BUT NO TUMOR!

YAY!

I can sniff and smell anything I want to now!

Anyway, we have to let the allergy meds work (please keep me in your prayers that the allergy medication does the trick).

I’m doing so much better,

I like to go with Mom to irrigate.

I never liked to go with mom to work in the hay so I don’t even ask to go then.

Besides Mom doesn’t really want me to walk about in the high pollen grasses right now.

SOOOOOO!

Here I am. Boomer Beaglie Brown doing ever so much better!

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday— Freddy the Fox and Boomer, Friday, May,22, 2020

I was out hunting early this morning with Mom…well, Mom wasn’t hunting,

Mom was checking the end of the field to see what rows of water didn’t come through. Dad was out IN the field checking to see how wet everything was—

when FREDDY FOX RAN BY…AS FAST HAS HE COULD GO!

Then Freddy stopped…looked at me…I about passed out.

He barked…Fox barks are really different — go here to hear one — which scared me worse.

Then I listened, he was barking for Boomer.

“MEOWWWWWWWWWWWW!”  I screamed.  “Boomer isn’t outside, Boomer is sleeping in the kitchen on his big soft fluffy bed.”

“Get Boomer and have him come out…it’s time we had an adventure.” Freddy said to me.

“Not right now, Freddy.  Boomer has been sick and is resting.  Maybe when he feels better.” I replied.

VARRRROOOOOOOOOOOM

Freddy and I heard one of the four-wheelers startup.

Then we heard the other four-wheeler startup.

“GOTTA RUN! See Ya Around.” Freddy yelled as he took off toward the upper end.

That works for me I murmured, turning around

I flopped down and gave myself a very nice dust bath.

Then I jumped up and looked around.

I’m sure glad that fox is gone!

Off I went heading into the field to see about my breakfast!

Mindy, Min-Min Kit-Kat Brown

 

The Sun, the Rain, and a Healing — I Hope — Tuesday, May 19, 2020

I must admit, that I have had fear for Boomer’s life riding in waves through my heart

I KNOW he is elderly and the time is growing short, but…

Still…then after beseeching the heavens and My God and Your God and the God of all this world,

I knew I could move forward, because of the medication, Boomer’s will to live, and the fact I asked for the power of collective prayer—peace filled my heart.

Opening my email, another glorious rainbow, from the Black Forest in Colorado…shouted—

Hope!

Thank you, each and every one!

Linda

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Please Send Prayers, May 15, 2020

I’m not feeling good

Besides my bad knee

I’ve got something going on with my nose

Mom and I would really appreciate it.

Thank you so much,

Boomer Beaglie Brown

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Loki TaMoki, Friday May 1, 2020

Black Beauty and Loki TaMoki came for a visit.  Black Dog comes every day, sometimes twice or more a day…she is my sister’s dog, which makes her my best friend.

Loki TaMoki comes once awhile because he lives somewhere, I’ve never been, with all the grandchildren.

So anyway,

Black Beauty came to see me, and Mom

Then THE ALL AMERICAN ATHLET showed up:  LOKI TAMOKI

Loki came to see Dad.

After a spell, all the people went into the house, except Mom.  Who went over to check on some stuff by the Tile House, so I went with Mom.

Suddenly Mom and I heard. MEEEEEEEEEEOOOOWWWWW! SCREEEEECH!
SCREAM!

Then WOOF!

ZOOM!

“LOKI YOU STOP THAT!” Mom yelled.

When Mom yelled Mindy ran as fast as she could to Mom…with

You guessed it the athlete right behind her.

BUSTED LOKI

(hee hee)

Boomer Beaglie Brown

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday— A Peak into My World, Friday, April 24, 2020

I got trapped in Mom’s flower bed

Well, Not Really

FOOLED YOU!

I also went for a walk with

Boomer and

Mom

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!

Yesterday, I chased off another cat.  Mom saw me.  She told me not to chase that kitty it was Aunt Shannon’s.  Then Mom called out “COOPER! COOPER! Come here! MINDY STOP!”

I didn’t. I chased Cooper all the way to the cross-over ditch!

I AM GOING TO BE THE ONLY CAT HERE!

Oh…just so you know…BOOMER CAN RUN AGAIN!

Well, not perfectly run, but he can HURRY UP WALK and Mom and I think

THAT IS A GOOD THING!

Mindy Kit-Kat Brown

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—- April 3, 2020

I’ve been laid up some.

My horrible old injury came back…the one where I blew out my knee.

I can still get about, I just carry my left back leg.

My right back leg works just fine

I can go for short walks with Mom.  Or she will put me in that contraption you saw in the first two photos.

If I’m really careful I can kinda put some weight on it, but not for very long

Mom watches after me very gravely; taking my old age seriously and my bad knee into consideration IF I get to go with her.

Mom says it’s Her and Me (and Dad and Mindy) against the world.

That works for me!

I Love Mom

Boomer Beaglie Brown

 

 

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Nine Friday, February 7, 2020

Chapter Nine

“BOOMER!!!” Mindy yelled.  “BOOMER Come SEE!”

I trotted over, put my nose to the ground and smelled.

“WOW! BIG CAT!”

“Yes!  A Very big cat! Are we safe, Boomer?”

“Well,” I pondered, “I think so.  We’ve had them walk down the farm road and the irrigation pipes before and nothing ever came of it.  Although, I did hear Mom and Dad talking about our neighbor, just over the way from the Back Forty, losing several sheep to a Mountain Lion.”

“SHEEP!”  Mindy jumped sky-high landing on her four feet over on the other side of the paw print. “These big cats eat SHEEP!?!?!”

“And other things.” I mused.  I remember Etta, my  sweet lovely Etta telling me they were out on a hike once and came across a BIG CAT in a tree. She said those big cats don’t waste their time eating mice and birds, they need BIG things to fill their tummies so they eat horses, cows, calves, sheep, goats…you know BIG things.”

“Oh!  Boomer!  Does the smell say the cat is gone?  I really don’t want to be food.”

Sniff, sniff, snuff, snuff…” yes gone. Gone one down the road.  I think we are safe.”

“BUT Mindy…the sun has set and now it’s dark.

Dark is NEVER a good thing out on the farm

EVER!”

“OH! BOOMER! WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO!!!” Mindy wailed.

It was just at the very moment when:

“Danger!” Mindy screamed.  “Danger!”