Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday— The Big, Really The Adventures of Boo Berry and TLC, Huge, GIANT Rain Event, Friday, August 23, 2024

Posted on August 23, 2024 by Dayphoto

Chapter One—Breakfast, No OUTSIDE

I caught a lizard!! Yes, I did! It was fast, fast, fast, but I was FASTER!!

Let us see, this is August. August is usually an over-the-top hot month, but NOT! THIS! AUGUST! I am loving it!

I go outside as soon as Mom lets me go. Which isn’t early enough, mind you. I would go outside the second the sky starts to turn light. Well, not really, like it just starts to get a grey sort of color.

Mom lets me go outside when SHE goes outside.
So silly, Mom. I’m a big boy I can take care of myself.

I tell Mom that and she says: “Not right now TLC, there are still foxes, coyotes, skunks, raccoons, and stray cats moving around out there. And YES(!) they are in the farm yard and even on the lawn. You just have to wait until I go do the chickens. By that time the sky is waking up, the birds are chirping sleepily and those nighttime creatures are heading slowly back to their bedrooms.”

Sometimes I just keep rubbing on Mom’s leg while she fixes everyone’s breakfast, but sometimes I bite Mom to get her attention. But the best thing I do (when I remember) is I lick Mom on the leg. That always gets me a big love on the face and a kiss on the nose. Rubbing Mom’s legs sometimes gets me pushed away, with her saying: “TLC you are going to trip me someday, Move over.”

If I bite Mom, I bite really hard and fast then I run really fast to the back door hoping she will be mad enough that she will want to open the door and let me peel out. It never works. She just lets me sit there while she keeps on fixing everyone’s breakfast.

STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT BOO BERRY!!! STOP IT!

Well, if you would just come over here and sit quietly by the chair leg, I bet you would still get your food. That’s what I do and I still get my food.

Yeah, but—-she won’t hurry! I want her to HURRY!

I’ve been watching for a long time now and Mom doesn’t hurry. It takes her the same amount of time every morning. EVERY morning, TLC.

But…But if I can get her to hurry, and I can get a couple or two of licks on the cat food into my tummy Mom will head out to do the hens! AND WE CAN GO WITH HER!

Nope. Doesn’t matter if you get a couple of licks of cat food or not, when Mom gets the chicken food ready that is the only time we go outside.

Try it sometime….just sit over here by me. Stare at mom with a big excited smile on your face and watch. First Mom gets your cat food and puts it in a dish, then she gets my dog food and puts it in a dish, then she gives it to us.

You take two licks of food, jump down, and rush to the back door. Me, I just let the dog food sit, it’s not going anywhere.

Don’t do that!! TLC, just sit here and watch.

Now, while you are meowing at the back door Mom is working on the Chicken food.

See.

Ah…here we go—Mom, a big dish of chicken food, me right behind Mom, and you screaming at the back door.

If you would just sit here you can make it to the backdoor just before Mom and you can peel out the second she opens the door.

See!

Yep, just like every morning—-OUT WE GO!

Oh! Boo, Berry, this isn’t about food—it is about GOING OUTSIDE and Doing STUFF! Who cares about food!

Well, TLC, I do. I really do.

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, November 6, 2020

Posted on November 6, 2020 by Dayphoto

Chapter One

Mom and I had a sit together yesterday. We sat and sat and sat. Mom petted on me and I purred. Then I got up and had Mom scratch me all over my back and at the base of my tail.

I purred as LOUD as I could.

A HUGE BIG PURR.

Then I looked Mom in the eye and said as clearly as I possibly could: “We have to move on. Boomer would want that. Besides he comes to see us even now. You just have to look for him.”

I stared and stared in Mom’s eyes trying to get her to understand.

I think she did. But I’m not sure. Anyway, I tried to get her to understand.

After I had all the purring and scratching, I wanted, I jumped down and went to the back door—Mom followed me.

OUTSIDE!

Outside where I love to be.

Hum, I wonder where Dad is?

Oh! There he is.

Time to give Dad lots of love and purrs.

That’s my job (besides catching and eating mice) giving Mom and Dad purrs.

Okay. That’s enough.

I have things I need to do.

Let’s see…the combine is parked in its regular spot. That means Dad is done with the corn harvest. That also means there might be MICE inside the header looking for left-behind corn.

YUMMY

MICE!

I peered up into the combine.

Nothing. Not a movement, or a flick of a tail, nothing.

Well, off to the woodpile.

I can usually find mice scurrying up and over the logs there.

STOP!

WAIT!

SHHHHHHHHHHHH BIRD!!!

Mom would NOT like it if I caught (and ate) a bird…but…THERE ONE IS!!!

I crept down real low

Moving slow, ever so slow, slower…s.l.o.w.e.r

NOW!

WHAT JUST HAPPENED!

Something brown furry and fluffy just ran out of a log and right toward me!

(Of course, scaring off the BIRD!)

“MINDY!! MINDY!!” Screeched the brown furry

SQUIRREL!

“OH! Stanley! You gave me a huge fright! And you scared off a bird.”

“Scared off a bird! Oh, good! Glad to help Ya. I’ll try to do so again.” Stanley ran quickly down the log and sat right in front of me with his chitter-chatter going a-mile-minute.

“Stop, Stanley! You are talking so fast I can’t understand you. Besides my heart is still trying to calm down.”

“That’s okay, Cat. I’m not looking for you anyway. I’ve been hanging out here waiting for my buddy, Boomer to come along so we can have an adventure!”

“Boomer?” I questioned Stanley in a sad little voice.

“Yes, Yes, Boomer. Stewart and I want to go on an adventure over to the equipment area and we want to ride on Boomer’s back.”

“Boomer,” I said, quietly. “Boomer left us, Stanley. He now lives over the rainbow bridge.”

“The Rainbow Bridge! NO! NO! I Don’t want Boomer to go live over the Rainbow Bridge! NO!” Stanley wailed.

“I didn’t want him to go either,” I replied miserably.

“Gosh, Mindy, I could swear I saw him just a few hours ago,

trotting passed the Grain Truck. I called to him. He stopped gave me one of his sweet beagle smiles, wagged his tail, then put his nose to the ground and trotted on passed the grain truck over toward one of Mom’s gardens. I swear I saw him.”

“I think you did, Stanley. I think he is coming back and visiting ever now and again. I saw him yesterday, while Mom and Dad were busy with the corn. He was right by the cornfield watching Mom and Dad. Sometimes dozing, sometimes sitting up and staring at them.”

I walked over to the woodpile, climbed up on one of the logs; started stretching out my claws grabbing the wood with each one of my nails, then raking them toward me.

SCRATCH SCRATCH RAKE

“I talked to Boomer at that point. He said he was happy. And that he would be back and forth to check on us. Right after that he sorta, kinda, faded. Then I didn’t see him anymore.”

“Geeze, I didn’t know. I have to go now. Gotta Go. I gotta let Stewart know.”

Zoom, Stanley was gone.

I stopped sharping my nails and sat down on the log. The log is nice and warm, the sunshine perfect, no wind…the log nice and warm.

Gosh, this log is perfect for a wee little cat nap…………….

Yard Work–and a Request–Thursday, April 23, 2015

Posted on April 23, 2015 by Dayphoto

I have finally finished my serial about Sherlock Boomer. I am very interested in what you think about the story. Please feel free to leave me a comment and let me know your thoughts. If you haven’t read the complete story or would like to please go to Sherlock Boomer on my header or click this blue line. Because I wrote this as a serial, with a new chapter every Wednesday you will have to scroll clear down to the bottom, then click on older posts to get to the beginning-Chapter One.

I had thought that a weekly chapter would be fun to read and to write. I am of the mind now it probably got long and tedious and boring. Anyway, I am very interested in your thoughts and encourage you to leave a comment. This way others can read what your wrote and I have a place where all the comments are collected.

Finally, I have been able to work on my own yard–to do so I have to let my house go—soon, soon the renters will be in the other house. Right now I’m painting the bubble gum pink bedroom. Once I’m finished they will come!

It’s been delightful to see all the dainty spring flowers popping up from all the moisture we had.

Just look at the beauty of the sky last night! Stunning isn’t it. The storm clouds built around the Plateau, never coming our way. We went out at 6 p.m., to set water, then got in after the sun set. I love seeing the setting or rising sun when we are out there on the land. I just love it.

Anyway off now to get some work done. Please don’t forget to give me your comments about the Sherlock Boomer–Mystery of the Missing Rabbits serial.

Your friend,

Linda

A Big Thank YOU, Thursday, January 29, 2015

Posted on January 29, 2015 by Dayphoto

I want to give all of you a BIG THANK YOU for all the encouragement with my new endeavor with Sherlock Boomer! The Chapter One is now posted with good reviews. I shall continue until the very end, at which time there Should be a book.

The Adventures of Boomer will still continue on Friday, after all Boomer does tell about Farm life from his perspective. Life on a Colorado Farm seen through the eyes of a beagle, so to speak.

Maybe I’ll figure out how to make Fuzzy and Boomer’s adventures into a true story yet, many of you suggested I give it a good try. I’m open to suggestions if you want to leave me a comment or to email me. As Sallie from The Traveling Grainvilles, and others of you pointed out Fuzzy was a vital part of the farm for a very long time.

Another thing you might notice is my blog got a mini-make-over thanks to Uncle Spike. (Uncle Spike is a farmer in Turkey. You might head on over– his blog is very diverse and full of photos and cool adventures he has had over his life.)

Uncle Spike very graciously helped me get the comment section set-up so I can answer everyone’s comments right on the blog! I like the idea of answering the comments right on the blog as it gives depth to the post it would otherwise not have.

Uncle Spike then set up the header with categories —under Fuzzy and Boomer you will find the Adventures of Boomer and the Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer. Life on a Colorado Farm is all other posts except Sherlock Boomer. Sherlock Boomer will be the serial posts, which I hope will result in a book.

An Invitation is still there…I’m still thinking on it. I like the idea of inviting people to sign-up but maybe it isn’t necessary. I’m open to suggestions if you want to give them to me.

Terry and I and our neighbor have been working steady cleaning up the mess left from the logging of the trees. We must hurry as there is a storm due in here tonight (it might miss us) and we want to have as much done as possible —if it is a very wet storm. Also, the cows are coming the middle of next week, which means me MUST get done down there and get the fence put back up.

Once more THANK YOU!