My 12th Birthday Party, A Sherlock Boomer Adventure Chapter Nine

My Thirteenth 12th Birthday

Chapter Nine


Kit, King and I all started walking when I had a flashback to YESTERDAY.  “Hey, King.  If you get it into your head to bound off go straight into the Dark Forrest and get Momma deer.  When you get her both of you bound right back out.  Hurry fast.  Kit and I will be heading your way in a straight line…you head back to us in the very same straight line.”

King looked at me…then lifted his head and his magnificent horns gave a snort. Bellowed “YES!” And bounded off.  Taking huge leaps toward the Dark Forrest.

Kit and I stopped and watched him go.

“I think letting King go into the Dark Forrest is much safer for you and me,” Kit said.  “First off he can get there MUCH faster, find Momma, and get back out all before the sun starts to set and the hunters come back out.”

“I agree, but let’s keep on trotting toward the Forrest…we need to be available if King and Momma need help.”

Kit and I kept on gradually getting closer and closer to the Dark Forrest.  It was while we were at the top of a little knoll, we saw King stop at the edge of the Dark Forrest and start snacking on some of the leaves on the wild bushes.

We stopped and watched King, “He must be hungry,” Kit observed.

“Reminds me, we are hungry also,” I stated.

“True.  Nothing to eat around here. If we start hunting, we will lose sight of King.  We lose sight of King we won’t know if he finds Momma Deer.”

Suddenly King went into alarm mode.

  Then scrammed into the Dark Forrest.

“Danger!” whispered Kit. “Get down and hovered behind that large Rabbit Brush.  We will wait here and see what caused King to run!”

Kit and I scrambled under a very large Rabbit Brush and hid under the branches.  That was when we heard the guns go off again.


A whole flock of Canadian Geese rose to the sky on the next farm over.  The farm, which shares the fence on the west side has cows in it, but the farm on the south side only has ponds and geese and the hunters!

“Man, not good.” Kit shuddered.  “Guns everywhere.”

“Let’s stay here a spell,” I offered.  “We can see the Dark Forrest from here, both farms on the west and south side and Coyote hill is behind us.  If we stay here, we will know when King comes out.”

“Good Idea!” Kit made himself comfortable under a low hanging limb.

It wasn’t long before we saw King emerge from the Dark Forrest; standing to one side he looked back into the woods and waited.

Kit and I waited with him…only we were up on a little hill under a Rabbit Brush limb.

Then carefully ever so carefully MOMMA DEER came out!

YA! King found Momma Deer!

Kit and I ran out from under the limb of the Rabbit Brush and rushed down the hill toward King and Momma Deer

“YOU FOUND HER!” I bayed.  “You are safe, Momma Deer!” Kit yipped.



My Birthday 12th Birthday Party A Sherlock Boomer Adventure Chapter 6

My Thirteenth 12th Birthday

Chapter Six

King and I walked for a long time looking here and there for Momma.

I put my nose the ground and King kept bouncing up and down all the while looking for Momma.

The day wore on and on searching high and low for Momma.

Gradually the sun started to set and we were no closer to finding Momma.

The day started closing down and the night started growing up from the earth.

I looked up from my ground search and realized…we had entered COYOTE COUNTRY!

KING!  STOP! We are in coyote country!! I bayed in alarm.

King bounced back and looked at me in puzzlement, “I know, but if Momma is trapped in there, we have to get her out.”

I just looked at King in horror.

We are in coyote country! I am terrified of coyotes!

What do I do!? I pondered to myself.

King just looked at me, “We will be together, Boomer.” He said.

“Okay,” I said. “Let’s proceed.”

With that, we started moving further and further into the world of coyotes



The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Moon Walk

Mom and I took a walk in the moonlight…that beautiful wonderful silver moonlight!

Mom LOVES walking in the moonlight.

Mindy didn’t go, she was sleeping next to Dad when Mom and I got up and went outside around one in the morning.

It’s still warm here, but cooling down rapidly in the night.  It’s quite cold by morning.

But one o’clock is not bad…work jacket cold.

So off we went…just Mom and I.

On our way past the cornfield, we ran into a buck…well, actually we scared him.  He was sleeping at the edge of the field, near the irrigation ditch.  Up he jumped!  Mom’s camera caught him in the light of the moon and a little star next to the moon.

“Cool!” Mom exclaimed.

I just kept on sniffing around and down the road.  Although, I do stay close to Mom anymore…elderly now you see.

Mom doesn’t make me stay close, I just want too.

We walked around the big cornfield then crossed down the ditch between the little corn field and the big corn field and ran into TWO bucks.

MOM was very careful to be very still so she could get a couple of photos of them.

I was very still also.  That camera thing is really important to mom.


Good job!

Of course, the deer scrambled away.

We started back home, just Mom and I, nothing much happening when Mom stopped took a photo and started RUNNING!

I ran with her, all big grins and floppy ears.

I wonder what made Mom run?

Oh, well, I will probably never know.

Still, the running was fun!




The Fourth Dimension is Time—-Sunday, July 15, 2018


A Geometrical and Scientific concept— where Time is a part of the whole.

I’m running behind right now.  Not just in Time, but in each and every facet of the moments which make up my life.

I know I’m complaining at this moment, although I don’t wish to be protesting, ranting, screaming.  Still, I understand this will read like a huge big cry-baby whine.

Shannon’s horse Glory Bree

I’ve reached a place whereby I just want to sit drifting…my thoughts in wisps


Jason’s horse TeAta

Nothing to do, nothing to think about, nothing to worry over, nothing to finish so I can ‘get to’ that other thing—Just void, blank, empty

I just want to drift on fragrant little breezes with nothing much to do

So, methinks, I might finish up some stuff, sit some other things aside, and close my mind and actions until company comes at four.  The house, the yard, my world will be whatever it is at that moment they arrive.  And I will be alright with it.

I want to enter that fractured space whereby neither time or worries, action and pressure cannot exist.

Schlegel_wireframe_8-cell  Shamelessly stolen from the internet

Once I make it through the complications of DOING NOTHING and come out on the other side…Time will once more be my friend.

From my world to your heart,


The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— My Week

First off…TALLY CAME!!! Tally always hugs and loves on me THE BEST!

Tally also had a first…Dad announced she was now old enough to drive the four-wheeler BY HERSELF!  She was really proud of that moment. She drove here and there and wherever Dad said she could go!! Not all the time, but when Dad said she could!

One day we all were up at the Upper End when Mom spotted the biggest news at the Upper End (and the Biggest News of the WHOLE week)!

Something killed and ate a HAWK!!!  Feather’s everywhere.

Later on in the afternoon Tally took a bike ride and we went way back up there to check out the feathers, and the news…you KNOW I love gathering the news!

Tally took three feathers — two for her and one for Grammy.  Grammy likes to find feathers she puts them in a special place.  When Mom/Grammy finds a feather she always thinks it’s a gift from the bird to Mom/Grammy.

Anyway, as Tally was gathering feathers she JUMPED back and gave a start I came over to see what happened…  “There’s a foot/claw in there, Boomie” she said. “Whoever ate this hawk forgot to eat one foot.”  I saw Tally shudder.  Humm…wonder why she shuddered.

Then she put the three feathers in her ponytail and we headed back.

The next morning Grandpa and Tally went for a very early four-wheeler ride and they saw a GREAT! BIG! BIRD! Sitting in a tree close to the place where the hawk was dinner.  Grandpa/Dad wasn’t real sure what the bird was, but Tally thought it looked like a Golden Eagle…Grandpa/Dad said that was very possible since we have them around here.

Mom, Tally, Dad, and I saw the buck who is living close by. He lost the battle of the Back Forty to a younger buck (Dad saw them battling); he mopped his way down here and has been sluppling around in a depression ever since.  Mom says he is beautiful but she isn’t sure she likes him hanging around in her yard. (Although, I did see Mom take out two pumpkins, smash them, and pull them open for the buck to eat….just say’n.)

Oh…to be fair Mom did put the pumpkins in the corn field, not on her lawn.

We went to town one day TO MY STORE!!! But Mom wouldn’t let me get out this time…she said Dad was just running in for a minute (more like FOREVER) and we were waiting in the truck.

I pouted…that’s MY STORE!  The only store in the whole wide town I get to go in and smell TOWN things.  Grump, grump!

Then it was time for my little buddie to leave. Sigh…sure was sad to see her drive off.

I took myself to my bed and just laid there forever feeling so sad….

Mom came to me and said she and Dad were going for a walk…do I want to come or continue laying on my bed.

I sat up and looked at her….WALK!

You bet I’m ready for walk!

Well, that’s my week…lots of ups and downs.  But when it comes time for a walk…I AM YOUR DOG!