The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —First Babies

Posted on February 15, 2013 by Dayphoto

Yesterday was BATH DAY!!!!

Mom said that we had to go because Fuzzy needed to get his fur cleaned up from the surgery.

So we went…

It wasn’t bad. Fuzzy and I actually enjoyed it!

Then when we got home Mom, Fuzzy and I went for a walk.

We saw lots of birds again-

Ring necked doves,

Our chickens,

A tree full of blackbirds

A hawk,

Sammy the cat

went with us…

First me, then Mom,

then Fuzzy and then Sam.

It was great!

But, I must admit I stayed really close to Mom,

because…

You see…

Hum……….

THERE WERE BABIES OUT THERE!!!

We saw two babies! Now every day there will be more and more!

Pretty Cool, isn’t it!?

Boomer

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —A Walk through the Cows

Posted on February 8, 2013 by Dayphoto

It sure seems we have been hang’n at the house lots lately.

Sigh!

BUT Mom has started walking out on the place this week and WE GET TO GO WITH HER!!!!

Sure is fun!

I try….really I do…I, hum, try to stay with Mom and Fuzzy…BUT

THEREISSOMUCHTOSMELLANDDOOUTTHEREITISREALLYHARD!

Mom walks LOTS slower than I do…I mean, heck, I can be clear to the end of the field and BACK by the time she and Fuzzy get just a little ways into the field.

But to be fair, I think Mom walks with Fuzzy so Fuzzy doesn’t get lonely.

I really should also

BUT THERE IS SURE SO MUCH TO SMELL OUT THERE ————————–

We walked over to the equipment hillside, where Fuzzy scared up Robby the Rabbit. Fuzzy and Robby ran every which where, until Robby got tired and hid in the roller. Fuzzy barked at me to join him, but I was over with Mom looking at the old junk which really is homes for the mice.

The mice were not as interesting as the Robby the Rabbit but I was just too far away to be part of the fun. By the time I got there, Robby was tired and sitting in the roller just watching us.

Phooey.

We sat on the hillside and looked at the canyons of the Esclante and Dominguez for a short while….then we all moved over to the little pasture and Mom told us if it were night we could see all the cars coming across the desert from Grand Junction to Delta, but of course it wasn’t night so we couldn’t see the traffic.

Mom assured us it was there.

I headed down to the cattails, but Mom and Fuzzy didn’t they headed over to the little alfalfa field, Mom said half the place was good enough to walk for now.

The cows have made a path in the same spot in the field and in the dirt ditch that they have for over 40 years…Mom says it’s the shortest distance to where ever they are going.

Every time Dad sees the flattened out ditch (just in that one spot) he threatens to lay pipe there and cover it up. But he never does, he just gets out the ditcher in the spring and makes a new ditch.

I think he just likes to talk about the path, he really doesn’t care!

On the way back I joined Mom and Fuzzy, I really needed to be close to Mom because…..

My hurry had sort of vanished!

Because….

Well….

HAD

THROUGH

THE

COWS!!!!!!

I’m really afraid of the cows!

I’ll bark at them if they get too close to the electric fence around the yard, but I don’t want to do more than that.

WHY?!?!?!

Those girls will CHASE YOU!!!

THAT’S WHY!!!

I had them chase me when I first got here, that sort of thrill I didn’t need again in my life!

Mom has to make me go in front of her, but I only go one step in front of her foot…

Mom and Fuzzy laughed at me, but I didn’t care.

As soon as we got through the herd of 70 pregnant females —- you think about that…

SEVENTY

(70)

PREGNANT

FEMALES

I ran right to the house!

Whew!

I enjoyed the walk, I sure did. But getting through all those cows is best!

Boomer

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Doing Better

Posted on January 25, 2013 by Dayphoto

Today, in just a little while, I go with Mom to get my stitches out!

I’m ready!!!

Those things itch! My back paw fits right where they are and it feeeeeeeeeeeeels so good. Then Mom grabs my back leg and tells me to stop, “can’t do it right now, ole boy”, she says. And pets me until I forget I had the itchys.

My tumor was right behind my shoulder blade and had grown into the shoulder blade area which is why I was having so much trouble walking.

But not anymore!

Every day we go for a walk and I made it clear around half the place yesterday. Who says old dogs need to be put out to pasture?!

Mom, Dad, Boomer and I were looking at all the really early spring work (or is it late winter work?) Dad and Mom want to get done before the farming season starts.

Boomer and I were looking for anything of interest!

We saw lots of birds. Some Mom was able to get a photo of but mostly she didn’t.

Boomer had to run off to the upper end and over to the back 40 (I sure would have liked to go) and we all heard him YELP. He hollered at me the rabbits were hopping about, but I just couldn’t do it this time. Next time I told him, not today. You give chase for both of us!

And he did.

We were up there a long, long time. When we started back home the cows were heading up to sleeping draw to spend the night. They were early because a storm was coming in and they wanted to bed down before it hit.

I was glad to get back home too…that bedding down idea sounded really good.

Boomer said he would take a nap with me; that’s what buddies are for.

Well, anyway Mom and I are off to get the stitches out! Everything is looking up.

Fuzzy

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — It’s Not All Work

Posted on December 14, 2012 by Dayphoto

Every night, just before it gets dark Boomer and I have LOTS OF FUN!

We play and play and play and play with Mom.

It’s ever so much FUN!!!

We play and play and play!

Oh, yes, by the way….YOUR MAGIC THOUGHTS WORKED!!!!

Amber got a forever home!!!

Diamond came out to play with us yesterday. Diamond is an American Bulldog.

When she came to the shelter she had on a collar with tags, the shelter person called the tag’s number and the lady said she didn’t want her.

Isn’t that sad?

Please work your magic once more!

Thank you,

Fuzzy

(and BOOMER!!!)

Houston Better Known as Princess

Posted on November 25, 2012 by Dayphoto

Houston a.k.a. Princess is a Mountain Cur dog. She is four-years-old. And papered.

Houston was Buddy’s dog, the two Rottweilers are Shannon’s now with Buddy’s passing, Houston is Shannon’s dog also.

From what we understand, Mountain Curs are a breed the originated in the southern Appalachia mountains. They are hunting dogs used to tree squirrels and raccoon’s and other critters that climb trees. They are known to be able to climb a tree and hold the creature right there. That’s called ‘hard treeing’ —

(Just to set the record straight…I know nothing about hunting, or hunting with a dog. Buddy came from a tiny town on the Texas/Louisiana border and grew up hunting. I only know this stuff because he told us.)

The rancher that rents our place in the winter to calve out his cows has Black Mouth Curs, they are also hunting and treeing dogs.

Princess Houston not only climbs up a tree but she can climb down a tree. The first time the dogs and I saw her do it, we just stopped and stared. Boomer ran up to the tree and put his front paws on the trunk and hallooooooooooooooowd at her. But he could in no fashion ever get up there. Fuzzy looked at her like she was out of her gourd some how. The Rottweilers didn’t even pay attention to her since they have lived with her from her puppyhood.

Since Boomer and Houston are both hounds they love to go searching and sniffing around all the holes and hollers and dales and valleys on our place, but they are both good about coming back and being with us — if we call.

Oh, wait…Boomer sometimes has to play tricks on us and only come way after we call! 🙂

Anyway, I had lots of questions about Houston and if she could also climb down the tree once she was up there…yep, she can!

And she has a heart of gold and is an outstanding watch dog although, she no longer goes hunting.

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Fall Bath

Posted on October 12, 2012 by Dayphoto

Mom said it was time—I didn’t believe her so I pretended that I didn’t hear—then she said—“Come on Fuzzy, it’s TIME!”

So Boomer and I had to go!

And it was EARLY IN THE DAY!

I mean, like really early. 9:00 in the morning!

Well, too early for me for what we had to go do!

Shudder, shudder, tremble, and shake!

Of course Boomer didn’t have any trouble with going.

He never does!

Just the word GO gets his attention and he is ready.

I’m usually that way, but I just had this feeling this time that Mom was up to something.

I pretended not to hear her.

Finally, I came and we went.

Yep! I was right!

We had to go GET A BATH!!!!

I HATE BATHS!!!!

I HATE BEING AWAY FROM MOM!

I don’t cry or bark or try to bite, I just shiver and shake until Mom shows back up.

Now Boomer, Heck He Enjoys The Whole Experience….the drive there, the new smells, talking to the other dogs, rolling in the water and getting shampooed, his ears cleaned, the doggie blow-dryer, the WHOLE EXPERIENCE!!!

Now me…I LOVE when MOM comes. I then whine and bark little happy yippy barks and RUN to the truck!!

When it comes to going HOME from the GROOMERS I’m first to the truck, you can bet you it!

Fuzzy

And The Rain, Rain, Came Down, Down Down

Posted on September 12, 2012 by Dayphoto

Lovely, thirst quenching rain. Although, Fuzzy panicked and ran into the corn field with all the thunder and the lightening. It took me about an hour to get him to come out. Boomer stayed with him the whole time. Both dogs were wet, and muddy and soaked. They got to sleep on the back porch until they both decided it was way too hot for them and went outside around two this morning.

It is still cloudy here, although not raining. Everything looks so happy and clean outside. Rain is a blessing. It’ s just hard to have it rain during harvest.

(And YES, we do have weeds….)

Whenever it rains I always think of that wonderful little song from Disney—

Linda

Winnie The Pooh And The Blustery Day:

The rain rain rain came down down down
In rushing, rising riv’lets,
‘Til the river crept out of it’s bed
And crept right into Piglet’s!
Poor Piglet, he was frightened,
With quite a rightful fright.
And so, in desperation
A message he did write.
He placed it in a bottle
And it floated out of sight.

And the rain rain rain came down down down
So Piglet started bailing.
He was unaware, atop his chair,
While bailing he was sailing!

And the rain rain rain came down down down
And the flood rose up up upper.
Pooh, too, was caught and so he thought,
“I must rescue my supper!”
Ten honey pots he rescued,
Enough to see him through,
But as he sopped up his supper,
The river sopped up Pooh!
And the water twirled and tossed him
In a honey pot canoe!
The rain rain rain came down down down…

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Helping Dad Harvest

Posted on September 7, 2012 by Dayphoto

On the way to the bean field …..

FREDDY FOX RAN RIGHT IN FRONT OF US!!!!!!

Fuzzy and I took off running, leaving Mom in the dust!

He was so close his fur almost touched my nose!

Boy, was I surprised and shocked!

Fuzzy and I IMMEDIATELY took off after him, giving him the good old, HI HO chase clear to the end of the corn field, where we immediately lost him!

That was Amazingly FUN!

Back at the bean field I kept sniffing out Freddy Fox’s former tracks…

he even went through the pipe at one point now that the water is gone.

Mom and Dad got the bean truck all loaded up….they have to wait until next week as the three fields left to be harvested are still drying.

Here is one of the fields.

See how fluffy the beans are…they have to get a lot flatter and drier.

Fuzzy and I go everywhere with Mom

We rode in the back while we headed toward the Beanery.

Dad was in front.

We enjoyed the whole experience.

I even like to ride now. Fuzzy smiles all the way, I don’t smile, you get bugs in your teeth and dirt from the load, but I did have a great time.

We had to wait our turn to be weighed and then we came home.

Dad is over there today with the last truck to unload and then he will be back.

Farm Living is the Life for me!

Boomer

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — When Smoke gets in Your Eyes

Posted on August 17, 2012 by Dayphoto

Whew!

Lots of smoke here!

Its been here for 5 days and 5 nights already and it doesn’t look like its planning on leaving anytime soon.

I mean LOTS of smoke!

Mom had a blog friend tell her this smoke is from all the horrible, terrible, scary, nasty wildfires in Idaho.

If the smoke is bad HERE—in the western part of Colorado…it must be horrible there.

Fuzzy and I really feel bad for all the animals and people and plants that are being damaged by those fires. We know what fire is like and we know how SCARY it is!!!!

Yesterday we all went to town. We followed Blade as he rode his bike to town, first time to town on his new bike, by himself. He did really well!

Since Blade is spending this week’s mornings with us (and his parents said he could) he really, really, wanted to ride the 8 miles to and from town. We all got to go because, well, it’s a long ways and he is still a young boy, and there are lots of huge trucks and really fast cars on that highway.

He said it was a long ways.

The going down was fun, the coming back w.o.r.k.!!!

(Dad put the bike in the back of the truck with us and hauled him UP the hill, then took the bike out and started him on the way again.)

Mom said—“Yep, that’s how it works, one way fun the other way work.”

That evening Fuzz and I went with Mom to fork ends back on the cut alfalfa and help Dad change water.

Pretty cool!

They only left me twice. The second time I really was hiding so they would think I wasn’t close by and I zipped up by Mom and Fuzzy and then passed them and got to the irrigation place FIRST!!!

HAHAHAHAH! I fooled them!!!

This is the last irrigation of the pinto beans…see how ripe they are getting. Next week or the following week Dad will start the harvesting process—-there a MANY steps to the harvesting of pinto beans!

I LOVE EACH STEP! I LOVE HELPING ALL THE TIME!!

We saw a frog …Mom said this was a first. We see lots of toads, but this is a cool little frog (he had a buddy, but I lost track of him) was the first for our fields.

Smoke makes for some pretty amazing sunsets, but Fuzzy and I agreed…no smoke or fire would be best.

Better!

BETTER!!!!

I was going to tell you about Mom’s bees, but Mom said I’ve been on here long enough so I have to go now.

Boomer

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Just Another Day on the Farm

Posted on August 10, 2012 by Dayphoto

We have been busy.

Nothing real exciting, but real busy.

We are still irrigating.

Sometimes the grandkids come over and help, and Mom-mom, and of course Hank Puff comes along.

Mom’s been cutting all the volunteer corn for Misty’s goats.

We cut the last corn last evening.

I’ve about decided that getting in out of ditches is getting too much for me.

This morning when we went out, and this afternoon, I just stayed on the back of the four-wheeler and waited while everyone moved the water from one spot to the next. That was enough work for this old dog.

I’ll just let Hank chase the water for now.

Of course Boomer still jumps off and runs around. Sometimes he gets left behind, but not as much as when we first started water this spring.

On the way back Mom scared up a doe…she was hiding in the biggest corn field. She jumped right out in front of us and lucky for Mom she had the camera out and in her hand.

In two weeks Dad will cut the hay for the third and last time this year. Sure seems early. Usually that happens about the second week of September, makes me wonder if he will get a fourth cutting? I guess we will just have to wait and see.

Fuzzy