My 12th Birthday Party A Sherlock Boomer Adventure Chapter 10

My Thirteenth 12th Birthday

Chapter Ten

 

We all ran as fast as we could, through the Back Forty, up onto the Sage Brush Hill, traveling quickly.  King and Momma Deer bounding away from Kit and I, then stopping and waiting for us to catch up.  Finally, we made it to the little stream where we all rested.

Actually, we all collapsed.  We had stopped on the edge of the little stream, where the sun was warming a little hillside.  The deer, after huge gulps of water, started grazing.

Kit and I went hunting for mice.

Yes…food!  It had been a long, long time since any of us had had any real food.

Then we all laid down on the sunny warm hillside and took a nap!

A long nap in the warm sunshine, on a warm hill.  Everyone slept until the shadows started cooling the earth and thereby us also.

“WAKE UP!  WAKE UP, EVERY ONE!” I bayed “It’s starting to get dark.  And it’s starting to rain/snow!  I’ve got to get home.  You, all can stay here, but I’m on my way back.”  I jumped up and shook myself off.   Realizing I was rather stiff and sore I started stretching this way and that…first my front legs, then my back legs, next my neck…and another really good whole body shake.

“Each one of you is welcome to come back to the farmyard and live safe close by.  King you and Momma can live in the haystack yard and Kit there are some pretty nice underground irrigation pipes you could overwinter in.”   I looked at each one very sincerely.  “You can all come now or later.  But for me, it’s time to head home.”

“It’s dark” King announced.  “You sure you want to head on out?”

“Yes!  I’ve been gone too long.  I’m sure Mom is worried and to be frank with you I need my bed!  Yes, I’m a soft fluffy house dog when it comes to sleeping in my bed.  So Off I go. You are all welcome to come if you wish.”

“Let’s go with Boomer, King.  The hay stackyard sounds like it just might be warm and full of — well, hay—and those two things can make a couple of deer rather happy, don’t you think?”  Momma Deer put her hoof on King’s right hoof.

“Oh alright.  Let’s go to the farm!” King gave a huge smile to Momma Deer.

“You are welcome also Kit”  Kit turned to me and said…”I’ll follow you home, but I really think the whole farm is my domain.”

So as night deepend we all started off for the farm.

 

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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.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

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 12th Birthday Party A Sherlock Boomer Adventure Chapter 7

My Thirteenth 12th Birthday

Chapter Seven

 

King and were walking along (together) just fine, when King suddenly decided to bound about from me!

I stopped in horror!

KING! I wanted to yell, but I didn’t dare.  We were in Coyote country!!!

I dropped down and started crawling…geez…how am I going to stay safe!

I gradually crept along, all the while looking for a safe place to hide until morning.

I slunk along moving between bush and shrub when suddenly

 

A HUGE HOWL rose right to the right of me just a few feet away.

OH!
MY!
HEAVENS!

I just about wet the ground.

Then another howl in a deeper voice!

Suddenly there were many howls!

I AM IN THE MIDDLE OF A WHOLE PACK OF COYOTES!

“Pssst”

Huh!?

“Hey, Boomer!” a very loud whisper came again.

“Boom, look over here.”

I looked and saw KIT!!!

“Follow me,” Kit whispered.  “I’ll get you out of here.  Come on, slip over here and follow me.”

I stopped trembling and gave a huge sigh of relief.

“Thank Heavens, Kit!  Lead me out of here.”

With that Kit and I dashed between brush and shrub and rocks heading toward safety.

 

 

In the Shadows of Moonlight—Monday, November 26, 2018

A whole world exists

One we can only see if we walk silently

Careful to not let our shadows flicker

Or the flash of the camera startle

Keeping the little news sniffing beagle close to my side

While wandering in the moonlight.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

My Twelfth Birthday Party Another Sherlock Boomer Adventure Chapter 5

My Thirteenth 12th Birthday

Chapter Five

I headed down and around the new alfalfa field hurrying, but at the same time watching for signs/signals/omens anything, that could give me a clue to what is happening and who needs my help.

Randomly I would stop and study an area very closely putting my very good nose to the ground sniffing around for information.

I had just made it to the little corn field when suddenly King, the buck deer, jumped out of the standing corn and scared me to death.

I jumped a mile in the sky.  I didn’t even know he was anywhere close.

I even howled in terror!

“Shhhhh”, King whispered.  “Be silent little friend.  There are hunters in the area, and I don’t want to be found.”

“HUNTERS! What Kind of Hunters?” I exclaimed.

“The kind with guns, Boomer!”  King visibly trembled when he pronounced the guns part.

“WHAT!?!?!  Mom and Dad don’t let hunters on the farm!” I looked at King in a very puzzled way.

“Right now, they aren’t on the farm, Boomer, they are on the farm just over there.”  King swung his head to the west. “And with a gun, My Dog Friend, they don’t HAVE to be on your farm to hunt. They just shoot and then climb over all the fences and drag big deer off your farm and back onto the other farm. They even cut the fences if the fences get in their way.”

“Hunters!” I sat down and pondered this very scary information.

“Okay, King. How about I help you?  You can come back to the farmyard with me and hang out in the hay stackyard.  You can hang out there all winter if you like.  At some point, the cows will be here and you can then go back out onto the farm with them.  Surely the hunters won’t shoot you in the middle of the cows.”

“I could, Boomer, but won’t your folks be upset to see me hanging around at the hay stackyard,” King asked.

“No, Mom loves seeing you and Momma deer and Princess and anyone or anything else that comes up to visit.  She might even take your photo.  She likes to do stuff like that.  Come on, King lets head back to the farm and get you safe.”

King looked at me; gave me a playful push with his horns!  “Okay, Dog friend, I’ll take you up on staying with you for hunting season.  But first I have to find Momma deer.  Last summer was really hard on her, the coyotes attacked her and the little fawn and chewed her up pretty bad.  Little Fawn didn’t make it.  It was sure was a rough time.”

“Oh! No!  That’s terrible, King…coyotes are scary, scary creatures.  Okay, let me help you find Momma, then lets all head back to the farm.  You can both live there until the cows come home.”

With that King and I took off heading on around the little cornfield; heading toward the Back Forty.

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Sing a Night Song

Umpft!  Snort!  Stretch….ahhh!

What am I hearing?

COYOTES!  The Coyotes are close…right in the bean field!

WAKE UP MOM!!! HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWL!

BAYYYYYYYYYY!  OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

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I ran to the grain bins and bayed to the coyotes…Scram you nasty critters! I yelled.  About that time I heard Mom outside–Good!  She scared them away!

Good job!

I trotted back to Mom and we sat on the back step.

Song-3

Wow! What a beautiful night!  It made heart lift in great joy!

So much so I walked into the middle of the lawn; lifted my nose way up in the air, made my mouth into a tiny o, and let out a plaintive sound.

I sang and sang for a very long time.  Trying to reach back, back in time to all those that came before.

When I was done Mom called me over and gave me a big hug.  “I understand, Boomer.  I wish I could reach back in time also” she said.

Song-4

We sat on the back step, just mom and I, letting the silver light flood over us.

Boomer

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Priceless

Hay-customerA HAY CUSTOMER IS HERE!!! DAD!!! YOU HAVE A HAY CUSTOMER!!!  BARK! BARK! BAY! HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWL!!!

Waiting

Hi, Ya, Sam!  Been catching any mice lately?

Wind

Your fur is getting messed up Monkey?  A bit windy out here for those of you with long fur!

Oh…look here is Mom.

What’ up, Mom!  What cha go’na do?

To-bed-1“Are you up to putting the farm to bed, Boomer?  Come on…we will go on out and get started, Dad will come up when he is done helping loading hay.”

To-bed-2 Mom reached down and picked me up and sat me down behind her on the four-wheeler.  (Mom has to pick me up and put me places ever since I blew my knee out.  My knee is healed now, but neither she nor I want it to get hurt again—so she always picks me up and puts me behind her—or sits me in the back of the pick-up or on the pick-up seat.)

Wait-2

“WAIT!!!!” Monkey yelled…..”I WANT TO GO!”

“No, Monkey—git!  It’s too far up there!  SCRAM!””  Finally Monkey ran back to the yard.Wait-1

Up we went to gather all the siphon tubes and stack them so the cows won’t stomp on them and destroy them.  Cows are like that ya know…if it’s interesting they like to walk on it to see what it will do.  Cracked siphon tubes in hooves is not a good thing, nor is it something Mom and Dad want to deal with either.

Hot

It was hot work…even if the sky acted like it wanted to rain, we all worked up a sweat…Mom even took her coat off…I’m glad I didn’t have a coat like thing on, I was already hot!

BirdUp one field, down another we went, picking up dams and tubes and straightening up anything that might get in the way of the corn combine…then I SAW IT!!!

HALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Looks like the coyotes got a Big Bird…sniff, sniff..snuff…

“Boomer what you got there?” Mom asked, as she walked up the last of the dirt ditch.

“Oh, sometimes nature is so cruel…my, that was a big bird, I wonder what kind it was.”

hidden-coyote-1

Dad arrived about that time—“Coyotes!  They’ve gotten very brave again…I saw evidence along the equipment area yesterday.”

Pink-1

Yeah, Dad….Mom and I can hear them when we walk at night.  Mom and I think they are hanging out down around the other house.  They wouldn’t be at that house if Hank still lived there, but since he doesn’t they aren’t afraid!

And we see scat everywhere…coyote poop!  I sometimes stop and pee on it.  Makes me feel…GOOD!!!  Tee hee.

“Coyotes…never a good thing.  You stay close by, Boomie, even if it’s daylight you don’t need to be scaring up some coyotes in their den” Mom admonished me.

Not to worry Mom.  Since Fuzzy isn’t here I try to stay within eye-sight of you…I know you don’t have anyone to protect you now.  I can still get the news, but I’m the only dog now, so I know you need me to take care of you.

Gathering-1

‘Come on, Boom, let’s go.

Fun

 

We got done faster with Dad’s help.  A nice little ride on the four-wheeler will cool you down.

Mouse-bucket

Then we need to go check all the water traps for the mice…the mice seem to be rather bad this year also.”  Mom lifted me up, started the engine and off we took right behind Dad.

iop Wind in your ears and cool air on your fur………………priceless!

Boomer

 

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday—Full Moon on Friday the 13th

lHey, FUZZY!!!  Wake-up, Fuzzy!  Today is Friday the 13th!  Not only is it Friday the 13th we have a FULL MOON— TONIGHT!!!

YIPPEE!!!

We won’t be alive the next time this comes along, in fact Mom and Dad won’t be alive…it won’t happen again until Friday,

August 13th 2049!

How very cool is this!!

Hummmmmmmmmm, snort, skurkle….wha, what, Boomer?

Full Moon, Fuzzy!  AND IT’S FRIDAY THE 13th!

Last year we had three Fridays the 13th’s but this year there is only ONE and there is a Full Moon with it!

Hey, that is pretty neat!  What do you think we should do tonight, Boomer?

Lots of people are really suspicious over dates like this, but I don’t see any reason to be nervous, Fuzzy.   Heck, what bad thing can happen?…the sky is full of bright silver light, we will get to go with a walk with Mom in the moonlight and it’s really warm so we won’t be bothered by the cold at all.

Okay, Boom…let’s get to going:

  1.  First let’s holler over to Hank and let him know it what today is.

Okay…
Bark, Bark, HOWWWLLLLLLL! HEY! HANK!!! GUESS WHAT TONIGHT IS?

WOOF! WOOF!

Bark, Yip, yap….repeat and repeat again and again and again.

Oh, this is good, Pepper is on the line…HEY, PEPPER…You Know what tonight is…..?

Oh!  BOOTS is joining in…Welcome, Boots…guess what tonight is?

Hey, this is really cool everybody in the neighborhood is talking on the dog telephone!

  1. Let’s tell the Coyotes….Every dog in the neighborhood…yipping and yelling!

“You soft as marshmallow house dogs…what do you think you are doing bother us real DOGS?  You are just pretend dogs.  Snarl, growl,

Whooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

  1. OOPS….MOM JUST CAME OUT and MADE US COME INTO THE HOUSE!

Shhhhhhhhhhh, she said

  1.  Pant, pant, puff, pant….sit by Mom’s bed and act like your are suffocating Fuzzy, so we can get back outside…after all TIME IS A WASTING!“Oh, alright…go on back out.  But be quiet!!!”  Mom warned as she let us out the back door.
  1.  RACCOON, FUZZY!  LET’S GO GET HIM!!!

AWHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

BAM!!!! OW!!!!  Boomer!  I tripped and fell and bloodied my nose.

Darn thing, just won’t stop bleeding!

  1. YIKES!   SKUNK ——————– BOOMER!!!  Slow down, boy!  There is a skunk by the grain bin!
  1. Hey, dogs….chitter, chatter,  squeak…you can’t catch me

GET HIM BOOM!!!!  Get the raccoon!!

  1. Come on Fuzzy…he’s heading to the old tree by the canal
  2. Put y’er brakes on Boom…he’s gone.  We’ll never get him up the tree.

Okay, Fuzzy.  Let’s see if there is anything else out here.  We haven’t been this far up the ditch bank for several days…..sniff, sniff, snuff…do you smell anything, Fuzzy?

Nope, not very good, my nose is stuffed up.  But I do think I can smell those two cats from the neighbor way over the way.  They passed here about an hour ago.

10. Boy, the moonlight is sure bright.  Hummmmmmmmmmmm  oh, yes…ahhhhh…ooooooooo, this is really nice.  Come on, Fuzzy…you are going to like this.

11.Ah…no…I don’t think so, Boomer.  That’s just something I really don’t like.

12. Ummmm.  Listen….Mom is out…she’s calling us to go for her mid-night walk.  Well, I guess, tonight it more like her two in the morning walk…  Listen, Boom…we gotta go!

Okay, Fuzzy….just a dollop more.  Mom, is going to love me!  Just wait until she smells this great perfume….roll, wiggle, squiggle, squirm…yes!  I’m ready to go, Fuzzy.

Come on then, Mom is heading our way…we’ will intercept her at the bend in the road.

13. “YUCK!  Boomer!  What in the world did you roll in?”  Mom GAGGED!  (Actually, Mom almost puked)… “Boomer! UGH!”

But it is really nice, Mom.  Really, just take a good whiff…see you do like it.

MOM!!! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

She went back into the house, Boomer.  I’ll bet you get to have a bath in the morning.

WHAT!  And lose my great perfume?

Darn, I guess a full moon on Friday the 13th does bring some sort’a bad luck.

Perfume

Pout, pout…I really wanted to wear my perfume for a long, long time.

Boomer

 

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday—Coyotes

BooLast night Mom, Boomer and I went for a short walk.

Walk

 

That is really all I can do now…short, stiff legged walks.  Boom loves to go for huge long walks.  Mom says she likes to walk however we choose to walk.  So if I go along she walks with me and lets Boomer run off sniffing at the news.  I really don’t know how she and Boomer walk, he says he doesn’t either; he has lots of news to check out so he just lets Mom walk however she wants to walk.  Then he comes back and checks on her off and on.

Mr.-Moon-1

Anyway, Mom asked if we wanted to walk up to the new pipe we put in this late winter…

“SURE!” Boomer and I barked.  Then with huge dogie smiles on our faces we headed out to see what we could see.

Walk-2

Dad has part of a field planted in corn. Boomer said he helped Mom and Dad put in the sweet corn yesterday afternoon.  So part of the field corn is in and all the sweet corn.

Dad is out right now working on planting the other acres of corn.  Dad said he is three weeks behind this year…it’s just been too cold and wet to put the seed in the ground.

Walk-4

Anyway, Boom and I were with Mom, just doing the usual dog-things.  A pee here, a pee there, a sniff around this and that, another pee…Mom laughed and asked us how we could ever have SO MUCH pee!

We just laughed with her.

Suddenly Boom was back ….I mean right back, right UNDER Mom’s feet.  Then in my way.

BOOMER!  What is going on?  I growled at him.

hidden-coyote-1

(Photo curtosey from TB over at http://oneflyspictureplace.blogspot.com/–the coyote is in the corner…see if you can find him.)

Coyotes, Fuzz!  Right up there in the Rabbit Brush.

How many, Boom?

Two…I think.  I really can’t see more than two.

We both sniffed the air…yeah, two.

Hummmm, does Mom see them.

I don’t know she is messing with the water coming out of that pipe thingy.

What’cha think they are want’n, Fuzzy?

Walk-3

I don’t know Boomer, but one thing is for sure I don’t want to find out.  It could be that old dog sounds good for supper.

Shiver, shake, and sit as close to Mom as you can Fuzzy, get on her if you have too.  We need her to see there are Coyotes out here!!!

Okay…I will.

Pssst!  I don’t think she brought a gun with her Boomer.  This could be serious!

Mom will know what to do…just get on her so she can to see what we see.

“FUZZY!  What is going on?”  Mom sat up and pushed Fuzzy a little ways off her.

CLIMB BACK ON MOM, FUZZY!

“Fuzz-Dude!  What is the matter?  You act afraid of something?”

HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWL

Good job, Boomer!  Point your nose toward the coyotes and stand your ground

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, I’ll do the same thing.  RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, rumble, mutter, grrrrrrrrrr

Now howl again, I’ll bet Mom can see them if you do that.

Okay, here goes!  BAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!  HAOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWL!

“What to do see, Boom-boy?”

“OH!!! Coyotes!”  Geez, and all I have is a camera.

“Slowly start walking back, boys.  Go slow.  Stay with me….if I have to flash the camera maybe that will scare them off.”

“Boom!  Come on!  You don’t have what it takes to fight a coyote!”

Halloween 008

“Oh darn!  Here is Sammy-sam!”

“Come here, Sam.  Come here!  Let me carry you.”

“Whew…we are home!”

Hey, Fuzz!  Let’s let them have it!

Okay, Boomer, assume the barking position!

BARK! BARK!  HOWWWWWWWWWWWWL!

“NO! Stop that!  We do NOT want them in the yard, nor do you want to be trashed!”  Mom hollered at us.

Growl, mutter, growl….slink off toward the dog houses….growl mutter.

“Go in Sammy….come on boys; dog treat time.  You were great protectors tonight!!”

Hey Boomer…  This is cool!  We protected Mom from the coyotes and got dog treats also!

I guess I’m not as old as I thought I was!

YIPPEE!!!

Fuzzy

 

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday—I Do Not Understand You, Boomer!

Well, just for today …THIS IS THE LAST DAY OF FEBRUARY!!!  Mom and I are doing the happy dance here there and everywhere!

Blue-skies

The Day is 11 hours and 16 minutes long!  On Sunday, March 9th,  we will switch to Daylight Savings Time and the day will grow LONGER!

YIPPEE!   Mom, myself, and the Little Buff Hen like Daylight Savings Time the Best.  Why?  Because we get up with the sun anyway!

Yesterday was a huge busy day…first rattle-out-of-the-box we all headed over to the equipment hill to load up ‘stuff’ for the consignment sale this coming weekend.

Mom drove the truck and trailer over with Boom and I in the back of the truck.  Dad brought over the tractor with the loader.

It was cold outside, sharp wind, spots of frozen ice, lot of cool smells.

Loaded-2

While Mom and Dad worked on getting the ‘stuff’ hooked up and loaded onto the trailer, then shuffling around some of the other ‘stuff’ Boomer and I checked out everything going on around there.

Smells

Hummmmmmmmm the skunks are out-and-about.  I think….snuff, sniff, snuff…yep, mating season.  Oh!  The badgers are waking up and doing some house cleaning….

Hey, Boom, don’t head over here… the badgers are out and about…you know how cranky they can get.

Here-1

‘Snuff, snuff,ummm, yumm, swallow.’  Okay, Fuzzy.  I’ll just stay up here where the cows and calves stay…smack, slurp.

GO-Fuzzy

Oh…hummm….yes!  Oh, look a patch of Cheat Grass…the cows are going to love that.

The deer have come back…here is a great deer wallow.  Oh, my…I think I’ll just head on back to Mom…COYOTE poop…not, good…not good at all.  At my advanced age they would find me perfect for breakfast.

Boomer?

Here-2

Slurp, slobber…(mouth-full) Yes, Fuzzy?

Let’s go back to Mom, it doesn’t seem, like, um, we had better hang out here much longer…I found evidence of coyotes!

COYOTES!!! Yikes!

Let’s go back to MOM!  Beat you there!!!!!

WHEW!  I’m glad we are back!

Looks like Mom and Dad are all loaded and ready to go.

Off-3

This time Dad has the truck and Mom the tractor.  You go ahead and ride Fuzzy, I want to run back to the house and check out the fields as I go.

Check out the fields for what, Boomer?

Yuck

MILK DUDS, Fuzz!  MILK DUDS!

Boomer, you really are something, you know it?

Yeah, Fuzzy.  I keep the coyotes from getting close to the house!

With-Mom

Ackk!  I guess so Boomer!  Gag!

Fuzzy