A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, November, 27, 2020 Chapter Four

Chapter Four

Every day is just another day.

I patrol the farm constantly.

Working hard to keep Mom and Dad safe.

And those hens.

They are such silly girls; it is really hard to keep them safe.

I’ve tried.

Boomer always checked out the hen house and made sure the hens were safe so I tried to do the same thing also.

Let me tell you, it is just too hard.

I don’t think they have a brain in their heads.

So, I only go to the hen house now when they are NOT IN the hen house.

That way I can keep the hen house SAFE!

Yes, SAFE!  You know there are MICE who like to live in the hen house and eat chicken food.

I make sure the mice become MY Food!

Anyway,

If Dad is outside I always,

I mean always,

Go to Dad and get Kitty pets and Kitty Rubs and Kitty Pick Up and Carries.

Sure, is nice.

After a while I make Dad let me down and I head off doing Mouse patrol.

Well, it was any day just like any other day….oh, not really, it was more any evening like any evening

WHEN

Suddenly two grey ghosts flew right past me; landing in the very Ancient Willow Tree.

I flung myself to the ground when they flew past.

Then I heard HOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOO WHOOOOOOO

OWLS!

OWLS! EAT! CATS!!!  I started to bolt away when one of the owls silently lifted out of the tree and headed in my direction.

I ran as fast as I could to the, now empty canal, dove under the grass hanging over the side of the now-empty canal just in the nick of time, as I felt the swoosh of feathers passing over me.

 

 

 

 

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, November 20, 2020

Chapter Three

 

After a good night’s sleep on my chair that I adore, I decided it was time to head outdoors.

Being inside is good, keeps me from getting cold feet, and cold fur, but I get tired of inside.

MEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.  I yelled at Mom, who was fixing breakfast. MMEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOWWW!

“Geez,” Dad exclaimed, getting up from his place by the woodstove. “What is it, Mindy?   Oh. You want out.  Okay, out you go.”

Out I went, running as fast as I could through the door, ear flat, tail flat.  Then I stopped.

It is cold still. Mist everywhere. Not only cold, damp.

Okay, that’s how it is…I’m not going back inside I need to go see if there are any mice anywhere.

Hmmm

I wonder about the hayfield.  I haven’t been there for several days.

Off I went, the mist just starting to burn off as the sun grew warmer.

Okay…

Hum

Looking

Looking

“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!”

What the heck…?

“YEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!”

My goodness!  I looked all around me trying to figure out what I was hearing.

“HEY CAT!”

I looked up on top of the power pole

HAWK!

Oh! My Goodness…HAWK!

“Don’t worry, Cat.” The hawk yelled down to me. “I’m full.  I had breakfast a short while ago. I just heard the news. Boomer has left the farm for the Rainbow Bridge. Is that true?”

I sat down and peered up at the hawk who was peering down at me— “Yes, my wonderful friend, Boomer lives over the Rainbow Bridge now.” I answered.

“Gosh, this is sad news,” Hawk replied. “Sad news!

I used to see him checking out the news all over the farm.

We would visit sometimes.

Does Oreo know?

Or Freddy Fox?”

“I don’t know” I hollered back to Hawk…but, I’m thinking, if you know, then probably

Ruth the Owl,

Oreo the Skunk, and

Freddy and his family must all know.”

 

“Maybe so, Cat, Maybe so…I think I’m off to find out.”

I watch Hawk rise up and flap away.

Then just as suddenly Hawk was circling and

LANDING

Not far from me.

I made to run.

“STOP CAT!  I just wondered one more thing.

Do the coyotes know.”


“Coyotes!  COYOTES? I don’t know, Hawk. I don’t know.”

 

With that, I ran as fast as I could toward the safety of the house. 

 

Toward DAD!

I Had to Get out of the open of that alfalfa field.

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On—Chapter Two, Friday, November 13, 2020

Chapter Two

“Stewart!  STEWART!!!”  Stanley yelled as he scampered all over the large logs.

 

“STEWART!!!”

“WHAT?!?  Geez, what could be so important to take me away from a yummy pile of peanuts?”

Stewart looked up to see Stanley barreling toward him.

 

“Stewart, O! Stewart, something so sad and terrible has happened, I’m finding it hard to know what to do.” Stanley wailed.

“WHAT is IT, Stanley!  I can’t help you if you don’t calm down enough to tell me what is going on.”

 

“Oh, Stewart!  Boomer has left all of us and gone over the Rainbow Bridge.  He is GONE! Never to take us for rides around the farm again.  O!, Stewart, I am so sad.  He was a good friend to us.”  With that Stanley let two great big tears roll down his little squirrel cheeks.

Stewart was just in mid-chew, of a delicious peanut Mom had put out as a fun snack for him and Stanley.

“NO! NO! I didn’t even know Boomer was sick!  He didn’t tell us.  He didn’t let us know!” Stewart responded in shock.

“Mindy Cat told me just a few minutes ago.  Boomer is gone, traveling around with Fuzzy now doing all sorts of stuff without us. OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH BOOMER!” Stanley wailed.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BOOMER!” Stewart chimed in.

The two little squirrel brothers sat there; heads hung low; hearts heavy.

“Well, what do we do now,” Stanley asked after a very long moment of silence.

“I think we had better go find Chip and let him know.  Chip enjoyed Boomer.  And Mrs. Bunny.”

“Oh, YES!  Mrs. Bunny.”

“Okay, let’s move on down the equipment line and see if we can find Chip or Mrs. Bunny.” Stewart headed toward the end of the log gathering himself to jump onto the hay hauling trailer.

“MINDY!” Stewart stopped.  “Hey, Mindy, have you seen Chip or Mrs. Bunny?”  Stewart inquired.

“Chip?  Mrs. Bunny?” I stopped my pursuit on the trailer;  following the scent of several mice, you see, yummm—

a Momma mouse and her bazillion little ones.

 

“Actually, No.  I haven’t really been looking for them.” I replied. “Maybe you can go check on the grain head or down by the roller, or under one of the combines.  I’ve seen each of them there at different times of the day. Or you might go over to the stacked wood by the chicken house, sometimes they are over there.”  I gave them all a small wave and headed on about my business.

“Okay,” Stewart and Stanley replied in unison…off we go—first let’s do the equipment area, there is always yummy corn kernels by the combines and other types of goodies.”

“CHIP!  CHIPPPP!”  We yelled as loud as our squirrel voice could yell—“CHIP WHERE ARE YOU!”

“Boys! Why are you screaming so loud?”  Mrs. Bunny came hopping from the, now harvested cornfield.  If you don’t keep your voices down you could call in the

crows

or that Hawk pair who have decided they live on our farm.” Mrs. Bunny admonished Stewart and Stanley.

“We are looking for Chip”, Stewart explained to Mrs. Bunny.

“And YOU!”  Stanley chattered in.

Suddenly a brown ball of fur zipped right into our midst, running right into Stanley and bowling him over.

“I AM HERE! IAMHERE!”  Chip chattered.  “I’m HERE!”

‘Oh, good,” Stewart replied, helping Stanley up and dusting Stanley off. “We have some very sad news to tell you.”

“SAD!” Mrs. Bunny and Chip exclaimed at the very same time.

“Yes”, Stanley replied. “Mindy cat just told us that Boomer, our Buddy, has left the farm to live over-the Rainbow-Bridge.  Boomer is no longer here to protect and take care of us.”  Stanley burst out in tears, all over again.

There was stunned silence from Chip and Mrs. Bunny.

“Oh, Boomer,” Mrs. Bunny sadly said.  “Oh, Boomer.  Thank you for being our friend. Run free.” Mrs. Bunny pronounced to the Sky. “Run free.”

“BAWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” Chip wailed.  “I didn’t get to say Goodbye.”

“Well, no, none of us did”, chattered Stewart.  But Mindy told him good-bye and said she would let all his friends know.”

“Mindy.  Oh. Good.’  Mrs. Bunny calmy uttered.

“Then we don’t have to let Freddy, his Mom (shudder)

or those very large and noisy raccoons know.

Mindy can do it.”

“Hummm, Chip squeaked… “I wonder where Mindy is now, and what she is doing.”

“I would imagine she is looking for Boomer’s friends to let them know…she has a big job now.  Telling the farm our most wonderful dog friend is over the rainbow bridge.”  Mrs. Rabbit turned and bounced back into the cornfield.

Chip looked at us, gave a little hand-wave, and said: “Let’s go eat peanuts.”

So, we all ran back to the logs and the nice treats Mom had put there for us.

After my mouse snack, I decided it was time to move on.

 

 

 

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

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…………….

 

 

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday— It’s Just Mom and I Now, Friday, October 30, 2020

Mom and I have had a hard time adjusting to ‘Life without Boomer’.  It is terribly hard.

The day Boomer went over the rainbow bridge I stopped by his hospital bed and stared and stared at him.

Then I quickly ran over and sat by him for a tiny bit.

After that, I went outside and didn’t come back in for two days.

I just couldn’t.

I watched Mom and Dad bury Boomer by Sam-Sam, and Fuzzy, but I didn’t come over where they were putting Boomer’s shell.

Boomer wasn’t there.

The house is empty without Boomer.

The Yard is empty without Boomer.

So, I stay busy.

Finally, I decided I needed to come in and be with Mom.

Mom needs lots of purrs and kitty rubs now because…. well, you know why.

Then it stormed so I stayed inside. After all wet feet and wet fur are COLD.

It’s warming up some, now, so I help Mom—inside the house and out in the yard.

There are lots of things that must be done.

I look for

Find

And bring to Mom

MICE!

She always always gives me a big kitty pet and tells me what a good kitty I am.

After that, I eat the mouse!

It’s a win-win for Mom and ME!

Mindy Lou-Sue, (Min-Min) Brown

See you next Friday!

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— How I am Doing, Friday, October 16, 2020

Mom thought, and so did I, you might like to know how I am doing.

We had a touch-and-go bit of time, not so long ago, but I have some new medication that helps the liver not only digest, but start to heal.

Mom and I think it is working.

At least we hope so.

I feel much better…I go outside and work with Mom.  Well, Mom does all the work, I just follow her around and watch her work while lying in the grass.

I do go on very small walks with Mom and Mindy…just out to the Butler Bins and back.  That is far enough.  It has a tendency to wear me out if I walk too far.

Mom never makes me, I go if I want to,

or I stay home or inside if I want too.  Mom says whatever I want, it is up to me.

I did take my last ride on the four-wheeler, though.  It was enough.  I don’t want to get up there anymore.  It’s hard on my belly.  Maybe again sometime, but I doubt it.

So that is how I am doing.  I do whatever I want and I get to eat whatever I want.  Mom says sometimes it’s hard to figure out WHAT I want to eat.  But she always figures out something yummy—-like roasted chicken sandwich meat, YUMMM!

AND I GET LOTS OF KISSES on my NOSE!!! Ear rubs and tummy rubs…life is good.

Anyway, here I am. Doing much better.

Boomie the Wonder Beagle.

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday, In the Quiet Light of Dawn, Friday, October 9, 2020

Boomer doesn’t go with Mom and me anymore.  He much rather be inside under the covers, resting

Although, he does come outside if the weather is warm.

So, now it is Mom and I…walking in the grey light of early morning.   The sky the color of grey and purple

Just Mom and I.  At first, I liked it when it was just Mom and me, but I must admit.  It feels a little lonely without that beaglie dog.

Mindy Kit-Kat (Min-Min) Brown

 

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday— Day by Day, Friday, October 2, 2020

Mom says I have to very careful, out there hunting mice, out there, close to the butler bins

Because now the Coyotes

are moving everywhere on the farm.

(See the quail getting away from the coyote?)

Mom has seen them multiple times

when she is has been out taking photos

So, I stay close

Well, sorta close

I go past the Grain bins

And down by the hay swather and combines

Sometimes Boomer goes with me

Not like he used to go, (I ran away from Boomer, he looked so sad when I did it.)

but he still goes

Just the thought of coyotes makes me jumpy

So, to please Mom,

and to keep close to my buddy, Boomer,

 

(and to make me feel safe)

I stay pretty much in the farmyard

I think there are enough mice here to keep me busy and full.

Mindy Lou Min-Min Brown

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— What Mom Knows, Friday, September 25, 2020

Because of an amazing, generous gift, from an Oklahoma Farm Girl

(I cried when I opened the card, I am still so humble and grateful)

I was able to take Boomer to a specialist

Where, upon I learned —

The devastating news

That Boomer has liver disease

Not any of those other things: Nose fungus, pneumonia, tumor in the nose, something stuck in his nose, not a nose anything.

Which is so frustrating because I did have X-rays taken, but was told they were inconclusive  

Strangely the X-rays taken this time, showed ME the very large, expanded liver, his chest and everything else x-rayed.

I bawled.

Here I thought I was doing everything right.

Even the prednisone was damaging the already damaged liver.

I didn’t know. 

I really didn’t know.  

So, now you know.

And now I know.

He is on medication to clear up an infection.  Also, one to help the liver digest better.

Other than that—– What we have left is time. One day at a time—time.

Of which, I plan to make the most of.

Oklahoma Farm Ladythank you ever so much.

My heart is full and breaking.

You gave to me Boomer and his family a lovely gift of Time—one day at a time.

And for THAT We all Thank you!

From my heart to your heart, each and every one of you, Dear Readers,

Linda 

The Adventures of Boomer, Friday, September 18, 2020

Mom and I went for a wee walk-about.

It has to be a short walk, as I don’t like to walk very far now days

Still, we did it!  It felt good.

After so long inside it felt wonderful to be able to run free in the open air.

We walked out to the cornfield.  The ears are turning down now.  The drying process is going well.

I felt like a young dog again (this was taken in 2018)

At least for a little while.

Boomer