Tuesday, May 7, 2013 Fields I Love

Posted on May 7, 2013 by Dayphoto

I know this is rather daffy, but I have certain fields on our farm that I just, well, LOVE! I enjoy the slope of the land, the color of the soil, how the water flows so rapidly without help…unlike the 1/2 mile field which is always lots and lots of work.

We are in one of those fields right now….complete with a dust devil.

It is middle’n in size, I call it the Middle Field. (it’s a 1/2 mile also, but different) Terry doesn’t like it because it has lots of short rows, (hard for turning the tractor and equipment around in) places where there is gravel, (the water wants to sink instead of flow) and a shallow place he can never get level.

I don’t work with the land/soil like Terry…I work with Terry and the water.

Still there is just something about this field, maybe you can see it with me. Part of the enjoyment is the water is always heading west. Why that appeals I can’t tell you, but it does.

The other hay field has the same layout but not the same feel to it.

Ah, well, I can’t explain why I like this field so much, I just do.

The setting sun was just perfect to show up the Black Canyon of the Gunnison…I hope you can see the canyon.

This was the route the early settlers took coming in to settle Delta…. they started in Gunnison and then drove their teams and wagons along the rim of the Black Canyon arriving in Peach Valley then across the waste land to the the fertile valley by the Gunnison River, now called Delta. (Not as easy as it sounds, but that is for another day.)

I must be off, Dear Friends, as I need to make a run to the gas station for gas for the 530 John Deere…this little darling of a tractor doesn’t use diesel fuel.

Your Friend,

Linda

(And of course, Fuzzy and Boomer)

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Magic Thoughts for Riley, Please

Posted on May 3, 2013 by Dayphoto

Riley came to see us, so did Darby, they live in Grand Junction with our sister and her husband and step-children.

We really like Riley – well Boomer has trouble sharing Mom, but Mom said “Boomer you need to be nice Riley and Darby, are just here for a little visit.”

Gradually Boomer got used to all of them and went and played with Darby.

I’m writing this to ask for magic thoughts from all of you….we know how your Magic Thoughts work…every dog who has come to visit (and Mom put on the blog) received a forever home and we know…Boomer and I… that it was YOUR Magic thoughts that helped.

Our other dog families come and visit every day, Hank Puff — Houston, Rock, Belau, with Zooker and Bella coming over every so often, but not Riley and Darby.

It was nice seeing Riles again. We go wayyyyyyyyyyy back. 6 years or so. Riley LOVES the farm….Darby loves the WATER on the farm.

But what I’m writing for is Riley is sick, bad sick, I didn’t understand all the huge fancy words but I know they mean sick. Riley told me his back legs are really sore and he can’t walk very well any more so we just sat around and talked about old times. Riley is young 8 going on 9 in August. I’m old 12 going 13 in June. I’m in very good health, except for arthritis, I would really like Riley to get well.

Would you help Please!

Fuzzy

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — It’s Warming Up

Posted on April 26, 2013 by Dayphoto

It’s warming UP!!!

Boy, Fuzzy and I are sure enjoying it!

Lots of work going on….the water is about done in the alfalfa field — today is the last day. Dad has water in FIVE PLACES!!! Five different fields on the farm and we get to go to ALL of them all the time.

Today we go to just one field …. The pinto bean field!

Sometimes I go off and check things out – I like to check out all the animals that live on our place and see what news is out of there.

Sometimes I get behind, but I can

ALWAYS

CATCH UP!!!!

The pears are blooming…part of the pears was frozen, but part not.

The ‘not’ part is blooming now…they sure smell good!

House

AHCHOO! SNEEZE! SNEEZE!

Sometimes they make me sneeze – but just when the wind is right!

Fuzz sticks RIGHT BY MOM all the time. I try too….but…well, you understand.

Anyway…I just wanted to say we are warming up.

It was so warm last night Fuzzy and I didn’t even go to the dog houses until after mid-night. It was just way to hot in them to sleep.

Besides there are always lots of things to do at night, that we forget about when we sleep inside…

Like——-

Sorry————-GOTTA GO!

Hurry Fuzzy!!!

FOXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Boomer

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — The Earth Ditch

Posted on April 19, 2013 by Dayphoto

Fuzzy and I have been helping Mom and Dad.

You can tell it was really windy the last few days by looking at Fuzzy’s fur.

SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh……really Fuzzy helps…I like to run around and see what I can see and sniff what I can sniff and eat dried out milk duds and well…

I (harrumph) I have LOTS TO DO!

We had snow and cold and wind for two days, in fact it is still cold! Mom is having us sleep inside, although Fuzzy really doesn’t want too….BUT I DO!!!!!

Mom told Fuzzy when the nights warm back up we can go back out to our covered and snuggly warm dog houses, but until then she would prefer old arthritic dogs and thin-furred dogs to sleep inside.

SO WE GET TO SLEEP INSIDE!!!

YIPPEEE!

Oh.

Well, while Mom and Dad have been busy and Fuzzy has been in charge of the four-wheeler I’ve been checking things out.

The hay is starting to look nice…Dad will mark it out and start water when he gets done with the corn ground (soon).

The trash has been horrible in the ditches and in the canals…

Here is the trash at the head gate

Dad cleaning out trash in one of the ditches

And piles of trash already cleaned out along the canal

Wind does most of the trash and winter…winter knocks down lots and lots of weeds that the wind loves to carry here and there.

Dad started water in the earth ditch. We have more than one earth ditch, but this is the biggest and the longest and takes the most work

Dad uses siphon tubes in the earth ditch…works just like siphoning gas out of a car tank….just saying. Dip the tube in the water, hold the other end closed, pump several times, fling the tube into the just dug out little furrow and BAM!

Water!

Works every time…unless Mom is doing it and she has to work at it a bit longer than Dad. Earth-Ditch Just saying.

I saw a killdeer…he wouldn’t look at me, but at least he stood still. I was really good and didn’t chase it…I don’t chase things, not even rabbits.

People say I’m a weird Beagle, Mom says I’m perfect!

(SMILE 🙂 )

The sun set last night flinging color all over the San Juan Mountain Range…pretty cool.

Well, Fuzzy and I are off to go check out the yard and bark HELLO over to Hank…I see he is outside his fence now. (Hank stays in the house most of the time with the little kids).

I want to find out what is happening with him!

See Ya!

Boomer

Happy Easter Everyone!

Posted on March 31, 2013 by Dayphoto

Terry and Linda

Fuzzy and Boomer

Sam and Monkey

And the chickens

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Day Care

Posted on March 29, 2013 by Dayphoto

Fuzzy and I have started a Day Care. Well, really I have. Not by choice! But by necessity! We had to figure out what to do with these little cousins that are spending ten days and ten nights with us!

What a job!

These are HOUSE DOGS!!!!

(This is Bella)

I guess from their size you can see why.

(This is Zooker)

Fuzzy told Mom, “NO WAY! I’ll back up Boomer, if he gets in trouble, but other than that I just sit in my dog house or go on walks with all of you and watch what happens.”

But I love Mom, so I said I would.

(Zooker had to have a belly band…the boy dog thing -you understand)

It hasn’t been so bad—Zooker sleeps with me, when I’m in the house, and when they are outside Zookie goes wherever I go.

So does Bells, BUT

Bella….now Bella is a whole other story…Bella has to be on a leash because…BECAUSE SHE RUNS OFF!

Boy can she run fast!!!

Took Mom 30 minutes to catch her one day….Bella would run a short ways, stop, wait for Mom to get there, run off really fast…Mom was NOT a happy camper when Bella finally LET Mom catch her.

So now Bella lives on a long rope when she is outside.

We go for lots and lots of walks, because Bella is so HIGH ENERGY…makes even me tired. Bella seems to always be in motion.

When she crashes she likes to crash on Mom.

When Zooker crashes he likes to lay on Dad if he can’t lay on me.

Fuzzy,

Sam the cat, and

Monkey the cat, all think I’m messed up. But, I love Mom and Dad and so I head up the Day Care for teeny bitty little house dogs! (While Fuzzy guards the place)

Mom is outside all the time now. The rule is—if Mom is outside we ALL have to be outside, even MONKEY…tee hee. (Who never wants to be outside.)

“Fresh air is good for you,” Mom says as she brings Monkey out the door with her.

Mom has also moved Fuzz and me outside at night.

Because of Freddy the Fox!

Freddy is getting way to close to the hen house. Yes, the hens are locked up at night, and they have a top on their pen, but Foxes are very clever.

Now Fuzzy and I have another job….keep the fox out of the yard!

We take this very seriously! It’s a job Fuzzy says he likes and what he was born for…he says I can be a babysitter if I want, but HE is a GUARD Dog and is going to stay that way.

Mom says…4.5 more days to go….Bella and Zookie say: “But we really like it HERE!”

I tell them they will be really happy to see their Dad again and do all the stuff they get to do with their Dad.

Zookie looks at me with tender love in his eyes and then sighs a great deal and tells me he WILL be glad when Dad gets home.

Bella? Well, Bella says she will enjoy having Dad back, but being here has

BEEN A BLAST!!!

I guess I run and pretty good Day Care.

Boomer

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Mom’s Shed

Posted on March 22, 2013 by Dayphoto

Since Dad is going to shrink the corrals and then expand the hay stack yard Dad decided the old granary had to either be torn down or moved.

Early yesterday morning…by first light…we all trouped out to the back of the farm yard to look at what Dad is interested in doing.

We all looked into the granary and then looked around the granary…Fuzzy and I were a little concerned because this is where our two ground squirrels like to live, Under the Granary.

Sam the cat went with us also. He crawled here and there all over the corrals and in the granary.

Boomer and I just went in and sniffed around and looked at all the cool stuff Mom and Dad had stored in there.

Back in the house we all ate breakfast and I heard Mom say…Let’s Move it!

So right after breakfast we all trouped back out to see where to move it too!

Mom says she wants it some place where she can get to it and work on the repairs.

So we all walked down the feed bunk road to the end of the corrals to look things over. Then we went into the corrals and over to the new shed to see if it would fit there, then we walked back to the end of the corrals.

Mom said she really like it at the end of the corrals…Dad looked and looked and then agreed.

Now the fun part started.

First the old corrals had to be removed, and then part of the old feed bunks, and then Dad went and got the tractor.

This was really exciting!

Boomer and were told to get out of the way a couple of times because we were really interested in being part of this whole process!

After we got it there Mom pronounced, “Perfect!”

It was a good morning’s work.

Then Mom went back in to fix lunch and Boomer and I decided it was a good time to take a nap!

Fuzzy

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Mom Said

Posted on March 15, 2013 by Dayphoto

AUGHHHHHHHHHHHH! Fuzzy took us outside! To sleep, I mean. I go in and out as I please but for sleeping I much prefer INSIDE, unless, of course, yes…THERE IS SOMETHING GOING ON OUTSIDE!!!

Fuzzy said we have to go!

I said………. “Oh, please NO I love hanging out in the house!”

Fuzzy told me I needed to toughen up as our job is protecting the property…grudgingly I said… “Okay…”

So out we went.

Mom said if it rains or snows we are always invited back inside…I’ll be sure and remind her!!!

We’ve always got lots to do—

Now that the cows are gone our cousins can come over and walk with Fuzzy and I on the farm.

Sam hangs out with us, lots! Sam and I love, LOVE, to roll in the dirt…see this dirty cat walking by, that’s Sam. I get so full of dirt that the groomer says she is always surprised at how dirty I really am. She says Fuzzy is never really dirt.

HUMMMPH!

I’m not dirty…I just enjoy rolling on the grass!

The Raccoons keep on coming by…MOM SAID this is NOT good. Raccoons love to eat trash (although, our trash is so they can’t eat it) and they really like a good chicken dinner.

(All of our chickens are locked up at night, tighter than a fist, so they are safe—Mom said.)

And they are mean!

Mom said: “You boys have GOT to get your raccoon friends out of the yard and on to other pastures…you need to send them to the upper end.

You know what….THAT IS A BLAST! Fuzzy and I are working really hard to get these rascals on out of here and up to the upper end.

We do have to be careful, because raccoons are mean…they will turn around attack if they want too…but so far we have it figured out….start running toward them barking, they head to corrals, by that time Dad is outside and Mom is right behind…when they come out they turn on the big yard lights, which scare the raccoons.

Five days now and no raccoons, which is good, once the corn gets to growing we won’t have them in the yard!

Yesterday, Mom came out the door, hollered “Let’s go” and off we went. Going to town is always a cool treat! Sometimes we get concerned that going to town means:

The Groomer
The Vet
Or some other thing we won’t like

But most of the time it just means GOING TO TOWN!

Yippee!

After we got home, Mom said: “You boys can come on it, I need to work on some stuff upstairs and you might as well help”, we thought it was a very good idea.

We are great helpers and we always do what Mom Says!

Boomer

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Night Visitors

Posted on March 8, 2013 by Dayphoto

I moved us outside…that stay’n in the house was start’n to wear on me. Boom, now, he says he could stay in the house always. But, Mom and Dad, and even I were getting right tired of Boomer sitting around panting. So out we went. Two days and two nights now, but Mom says we will have to move back in tonight as another winter storm is coming in today…it’s supposed to start raining this afternoon and then change over to snow.

Phewy!

But I suppose I should be grateful for the house. And Mom who insists we stay inside when it’s nasty outside.

Now if it’s raining AND THUNDERING I would MUCH PREFER being inside and right ON MOM, if she would let me!

Shudder, shudder, shake, and shudder!

But…onto night-time living.

Freddy Fox comes by;

he is pretty regular…

always around

early in the morning.

The two Raccoons come in the yard…not all the time, but they do come. We can smell them coming so Boomer and I take off running as fast as we can to halllllllllllllllllllllllo at them.

Our running down the corral line always makes them hop up on the top of corral and scamper off back to the fields.

Sammy-Sam the cat hangs out with us until mid-night….he like to makes sure there are no stray cats on the property. Then he gets tired and heads in for the night. That cat sure seems to sleep a lot! Then he comes back out around 4:00 in the morning, since there is usually something going on just before dawn.

Between us dogs and Sam we hardly ever have any stray cats, but we do get them.

We had this visitor….Dad helped him go to the Big Skunk heaven in the sky somewhere.

Can you imagine what SKUNK HEAVEN must smell like…………….phew.

We like to patrol the property

(just the outbuildings and the house and yards) day and night.

In the daytime we get to chase squirrels. We have a couple of ground squirrels and boy, are they ever fun.

There is always something happening…the chickens, other birds, and we get to see

Dad heading out to do work. (We don’t go with Dad, just Mom.)

Yes, Sir! That’s our job and I’m proud of it!

Fuzzy ….oh, yes…and Boomer

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Snacks

Posted on March 1, 2013 by Dayphoto

…………….just as Mom came out of the back door I jumped up from my comfy bed in my outside dog house. I was just in time to see Boomer padding up to Mom, tail wagging. We were both very glad to see Mom. If you see Mom that means we are going to do something, go for a ride, go for a walk, something that Boomer and I don’t have to figure out to do. Just be with Mom and see the sites.

She was on her way to check on the cows and the calves….GOOD!

We love going out to check on the cows and calves. We don’t go unless we are invited…rule number 6…never go into the maternity ward unless Mom is with you.

Hank never gets to go…Hank has some pretty bad manners…like he wants to chase cars, he wants to chase chickens, and yep, you guessed it…he wants to chase cows. So Hank has to always stay home and play with the little kids, which isn’t too bad of a deal. The bad part of the whole ‘being outside alone’ thing for Hank is he has to wear a shock collar.

Boom and I have discussed this — after talking to Hank we’ve decided we are NEVER going to wear a shock collar so if we are told NO…we listen.

Anyway, we were off with Mom to the maternity ward…yep, lots of calves, then I caught a smell..hummmmmm a delicious smell…I poked my nose up into the air and gave a big sniff, then I looked for Mom and Boomer…they were was down the lane, I looked behind me…just the cat.. I knew just what I was going to do…I was going to get myself a little snack…

BEEF JERKY!!

YUMMMMMM.

A dog doesn’t often get to have beef jerky, most of the Momma cow’s clean everything up, but sometimes a new mom will forget…then the afterbirth sort of sits out there and dries up and well…if I can ever find any…I LOVE IT!!!

I found some…and I was going to go get it and forgo the walk with Mom.

So off I went.

It was just about the time that I was chowing down on the beef jerky

that I hear Mom, telling Boomer: “DROP IT!”

“Drop it, Boomer! THAT IS GROSS, DROP IT!”

Yep, I knew just what he had found…nothing finer than MILK DUDS! Little baby calves only eat milk from the Mom for weeks, takes them some time to get their little stomachs to the place whereby they can start eating grass and hay, up until that time their poop is delicious!

Yummm.

I saw Mom reach Boomer and then I saw Boomer running off with a nice pile of Milk Duds, then Mom got Boomer to stop at which time he dropped the snack. Then I saw Mom covering up the snack with dirt and telling Boomer he wasn’t going to eat that then come into the house and throw up!

NO SIR!!!

Then they started back toward ME!!!!

I had to hurry, I was only a little ways into my snack…my old teeth and jaws don’t chew as fast as they used too. Suddenly Mom was there.

“DROP IT, FUZZY! NOW!”

Dang it, so I did.

She then got hold of my collar (she already had Boomer’s collar) and we headed back home.

Sigh!

On the way we met Sam…he just gave us this look of — you guys sure are dumb.

Boomer told him, but they taste so good!

By the time we reached Sam, Mom wasn’t leading us anymore. I sure wanted to turn around and give a wistful look at the Maternity Ward, but I was a little concerned I would get yelled at in front of the cat, so I didn’t.

Back home, Mom put us in the house.

Boomer didn’t throw up…he said he only got a little taste before Mom got there.

I suppose we won’t get to go to the Maternity Ward now for some time.

Bummer!

Fuzzy