COME ON, KIDS!!!
Let’s head out. I want to go for a walk in an amazing
Land of color.
So off we went, Mom, Boo Berry, and I.
Mom was right—the world was pink, and red, and gold….
It was AMAZING!!
TLC
TLC and I don’t like the snow.
Nope! Too wet. Too Cold!
Also, neither one of us is taller than the snow.
The birds are having a hard time, too.
Mom keeps the feeders full, but the snow covers everything up.
So out she goes to fix them….I go with her.
TLC looks at us like we are STUPID!
Boo Berry
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLF!
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!
Mom and I were outside. It was the dark time.
No Moon.
I had to pee….Yes, I did.
Suddenly, Mom and I heard
They are back! (Click on the blue link to hear how they sound)
I sang back to them a little tiny bit, then they sounded closer.
Mom told me, “Boo, Stop That! You aren’t big enough or strong enough to hold your own!”
Then she swooped down, grabbed me up, and took me into the house.
Shish!
Boo Berry Betty
P.S. That is short for postscript. Meaning I’m adding something else on to this: TLC was already in the house. Mom says he is no fool.
I wonder what she means by that?!
MOM!!!!! TLC yelled.
MOM!!! Boo Berry yelled.
“I’m here! I’m here!” Mom replied.
“Let’s go for a walk!!” We pranced and danced around her.
“Walk? You want to go on a walk?” Mom asked us.
“Oh, yes!”
Boo Berry zoomed ahead. TLC dashed right in behind her.
“Okay! We are off!”
We exploded onto
the farm with Mom.
“Home again, Home again….whew! I need a nap!” TLC puffed
“Me too,” Boo Berry confirmed.
“Come in, kids, it is time to take a nap. Come in, Boo Berry”, Mom invited.
So in we went.
Happy, content. Satisfied!
TLC and Boo Berry
Chapter Ten
“Hey, Boo,” I meowed at Boo Berry. “Let’s go outside. I heard something out the bedroom window last night while everyone was sleeping.”
“Outside?!?!” Boo Berry questioned.
“Yes, outside. Come on, Dad is heading outside, and we can go with him.” I bolted to the kitchen door.
“Okay, if Dad is going, I will go.” Boo Berry jumped up and headed toward the kitchen door just as Dad made it there.
We dashed out. Whew. Made it. Dad didn’t like how we tangled into him and each other, but, oh well, what the heck, we got out!
“Head over to the west side of the yard, Boo. That’s where I heard ‘stuff’.” I dashed over to the west side of the yard.
“YES!” I stopped and smelled. “YES!”
“I can smell it too!” Boo exclaimed. “DEER! Wow! BABY DEER!
Too bad Mom and Dad can’t see these little creatures. I’ll bet they would like to see them.”
“Well, actually, I WOULD like to see them!” Boo Berry muttered to herself.
“What would you do if you did see them?” I asked Boo, Would you bark at them?”
“Ah, hum, aaaaahhhhhhhh, well, probably not.” Boo looked at me rather sheepishly.
“BUT I might, er, maybe, possibly could growl.”
“That would work. I think I would hide.”
“HIDE! I could hide! YES! I could hide…INSIDE!! Boo Berry made a dash for the back door.
Lucky Boo, Mom was just coming out.
Boo dashed right in behind Mom, and off they went to do whatever.
Me. Well, I have things to do and stuff to see.
Thanks for reading. See Ya around sometime.
TLC
Chapter Nine
“MOM!” Boo Berry howled. “MOM!”
“What are you screaming about?” I asked as I trotted up to see what was going on with Boo.
I want in.
Why?
‘Cause I’m outside and I want inside.
Why?
It’s Outside.
So, nothing’s wrong with the outside. Outside is big, fun, and really exciting.
That’s exactly why.
Oh, Boo, you are such a scared dog.
No, I’m not. I just like being inside better.
MOM!!!! Boo Berry Screamed.
What’s going on, Mom said, walking up to the house.
Oh, it’s that dog; she wants in.
MOM! MOM! MOM! Boo Berry jumped around and bounced this way and that.
In Boo Berry? Mom asked
Okay, I’m ready to go in. Do you want in, TLC? Mom bent down and gave me a pet.
Hum, let me think about it, I purred.
Okay. I replied. I guess so.
Chapter Eight
“Hey, Boo! COME HERE!” I yelled
“BOO!”
“I’m here. Here! I’m here.”
“Stand right there while I jump over here on the cabinet. Stand still. Don’t move.”
“Okay, doaky”
WHAP!!
I knocked off Boo’s dog treats, the whole sack opened up, and scattered dog treats EVERYWHERE!
“WOW!!!” Boo Yelled! “WOW!”
“Get how many you can and scram, I hear Mom coming!”
Boo grabbed four bone treats and headed to her dog bed. FOUR!
Good girl.
Oh, Hi, Mom. I purred.
“TLC! WHAT DID YOU DO?” Mom asked in dismay.
“Nothing, purr, purr, purr.”
Mom just sighed and started picking everything up. I guess Boo Berry has had her treats for a few days now, Mom muttered to herself.
“TLC, get down off there. What were you doing? Trying to get yourself a treat?” Mom picked me up and put me on the floor.
“That is really naughty, Kitty.”
Heeheheheheh. I laughed. While I watched Mom pick up everything
.
Then I started rubbing and head butting Mom….purring, of course.
“Oh, you were trying to get yourself a treat.” Well, sigh, I guess you can have some kitty candy.
Mom reached over and took the top off the jar and gave me KITTY CANDY!
Who is the smartest of them all!
ME!!!
Chapter Seven
Did you see that Blog Post about those silly pink cowboy hats!?!?!?
Stupid, if you ask me!
Just plain dumb.
Who wants to wear a cowboy hat? And a pink, sparkly hat on top of that!?
How could I even walk about in PINK! Or Sparkles? Or a HAT!!!
Mom is not very bright. I don’t care if I look cute and even more handsome.
There is not a single way I could sneak up on a squirrel nest, or pounce on grasshoppers/lizards/snakes with a HAT on! The idiot thing would fall right off and scare everyone, me included!
“I don’t understand, TLC”, Boo Berry looked at me with that dumb hat on, puzzlement in her eyes, “I feel rather dashing.”
Actually, more than dashing—I feel downright UPTOWN.
Why, if Mom would take me to town, I’m sure the whole wide world would LOVE seeing me in my hat and sunglasses.
Pink on pink on SPARKLE!!”
See, I told you—she is easily pleased, that dog.
Sigh!
Chapter Six
That last Chapter scared the liver, kidneys, and heart right out of me, so I’m leaving Owls behind and moving to GRASSHOPPERS!!!
Yumm!
I love to chase, play, and eat GRASSHOPPERS!
I was out there in the road of the farmhouse playing with a BIG, Huge, wing-flapping, grasshopper yesterday.
Tossing it here and there.
I tore off a wing first thing. Ya, see if you don’t, they can fly fast and hard out of the way.
So here I am—tossing and pouncing on a big, big grasshopper when Boo Berry comes over to see what I’m doing.
She didn’t say a word to me. Just watched. She watched everything I did.
She watched everything the grasshopper did.
I tossed the grasshopper in the air. I ran after the grasshopper. I threw the grasshopper here and there.
After I got tired of the whole ‘play with a grasshopper thing,’ I sat down and ate it all gone.
Yep. BRUPPPP! ALL GONE!
I was licking my face clean when I saw Boo Berry in the tall grass by the corn field.
Then Boo Berry POUNCED on something.
With a smile on her face and a BIG WINGED GRASSHOPPER in her mouth, she came over to me and dropped the bug.
“Here is another one,” she proudly said.
“It’s yours”, I replied, “Go for it!”
“Really?” Boo Berry asked. “Mine?”
“Yep. Do with it as you want.”
Dad walked out of the house about that time, talking to Mo,m who was in one of her flower gardens, weeding.
Boo Berry looked at Dad, then looked at Mom….she picked up the grasshopper and dashed into the middle of the road by the car port and —- tore off a wing!
Well done, I thought.
Then Boo Berry left the grasshopper and ran to Mom as fast as she could with a giant doggie smile on her face. Mom told her she was a good dog…the bug was hers, good girl. Boo turned and ran to Dad to reach down and pet her, but before she even finished all the pets, she was back with the grasshopper.
She tossed it up in the air.
She flung it way over there and then pounced on it again.
She flung it up and down and every which way.
Then she took it to the grass—just like I did.
After one more fling. She pounced and ate it right up!
Now, how is that, for a Very Good DOG! Boo Berry even sang a song about the whole experience!
Good Dog!!
Oh, by the way! Never! Ever! Try to eat a Hummingbird moth! THEY TASTE NASTY!!!
TLC
Well —- here we go!
There are many, many things to tell you about on the farm.
The wild critters that live on the farm with us, you know, porky-pines,
badgers (those are some meannnnnnnnnnnnn, mean creatures),
foxes, birds of all nature and sorts, plus coyotes!
Mom and I are very leery about coyotes.
That sweet, silly, doesn’t have a brain cell in her head dog, assures me she has SMELLED them out of the farm when she is with Mom and Dad. She informs me they smell DANGEROUS!
She is so right!
Mom says coyotes creep her out—their howls are lonesome, yippy, and kinda on the scary side. Most of the time we hear them at night or early morning. But once in a while, one will trot through in the daylight.
Let me tell you, when that happens, I am the fastest cat in the whole wide world! I’ve been known to run so fast I’m just a blur heading toward the house.
BLUR!!! Let me tell you.
Now if you’ve never heard a coyote listen to this …….yep. Scary, right?
The other scary creature that lives with us is birds! Nope, not those sweet, little sing-song things, or those big black carrion eaters, the crows, or the hawks. Nope! Not any of those birds.
Hawks and crows hang around the yard in the daytime. They are pretty careful about staying high in the trees, sometimes sitting on a fence post in the corral, or on the roof of the buildings, but never really heading into the yard where Mom or Dad are usually working.
I’m talking about OWLS!!!
OWLS are more than frightening; they are even beyond scary.
They are terrifying, petrifying, horrifying, blood-curdling, over the top unnerving!
Because, you see, owls are like coyotes — they like to eat CATS!!!
And small, clueless, one brain-cell tiny dogs.
I’m a cat!
Yes, I am! Mom says I am one bootiful boy! Handsome! Down-right gorgeous.
Owls never let you know they are stalking you. You can think you know where the owl is: sitting up on the dead branch of the willow tree, hooting, or on top of the power pole, talking to his/her mate sitting in the Cottonwood tree.
You MIGHT think owls are easy to keep an eye on, but you are wrong! Wrong! WRONG!
Owls are swift, silent, and deadly.
And owls ONLY come out at night—twilight to early morning light. That’s the “Time of the Owl”.
I lost a good friend to an owl. She was following her hooman in from getting the mail late one night when an owl swooped down right by her hooman Dad, picked her up in those giant talons and flew silently away. Up, up into the sky somewhere.
Her hooman dad said the owl was so silent and quick, he didn’t even have a chance to save my kitty friend.
Don’t ever get me started on the stories about small dogs being airlifted up into the sky and taken to be owl lunch. I’m sure you have ALL heard about tiny dogs, big birds, and snacks. Of which, said dogs, always seem to be.
So—now you know about owls!
Yep, they are scary, scary, scary!
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