The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Waiting! I’m Good at Waiting, Friday, October 18, 2019

Posted on October 18, 2019 by Dayphoto

Hello! It’s Me, Mindy-Lou, Min-Min, Kit-Cat Brown. Today is MY day to visit with you!

It seems like I do lots of waiting.

Well, first I have to walk about and do some hunting. Then I wait.

I hide and wait for that skittery mouse to come rushing past me…then I leap and the wait is over!

I have to be very careful outside now…a pack of coyotes is back. I have seen them as I wait in the shadows. When I see them I wait and wait then I run as fast as I can to safety.

Coyotes EAT cats!

Sometimes I go for a walk in the dark, with Mom and Boomer. But also, sometimes Mom puts me in the house where I wind-up waiting for them to get back.

I always do my best to be there for Dad

(and Mom) but DAD first!

But the hardest waiting comes when I have to wait for everyone to come back from a four-wheeler excursion.

I refuse to ride, although, Mom has asked me.

So, I suppose, the very best thing I do is waiting. Then pouncing, and —oh, mom says I can’t explain the next part of crunching. Oh! Yes, I’m also pretty good at spitting up fur balls, but Mom says I can’t talk about that either.

Mindy Kit-Cat Brown. (I love how I have a family name now!)

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The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— We All Walk About, Mindy–Friday, October 11, 2019

Posted on October 11, 2019 by Dayphoto

Mom, Boomer and I went for a walkabout.

That means we walked to the cross over ditch. Mom won’t go much further because she thinks I will get lost on the farm. Then we walked down the long lane to the county road; then home, again, home, again, we trod.

Out by the grain bin, we saw a FOX! Boomer ran up to say “Hi!” but the fox ran off.

Fast! Faster than an old/ancient beagle can run. Of course, Mom was yelling at Boomer to “COME HERE! Boomer, come back”!

The fox could have run off because of Mom and her loud voice. Don’t ya think?

Then when we went for a walk down the long, long lane to the road, Mom made all of us turn around and RUN back toward the house as fast as possible.

Mom didn’t yell this time.

She just turned around and RAN!

After all that excitement, Mom picked me up, opened the back door, told Boomer to get in the house and that was it.

Run over!

Walk over!

Finished!

Mindy Kit-cat Brown

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Birds and Other Things Friday, September 20, 2019

Posted on September 20, 2019 by Dayphoto

Mom and I have taken to long walks. Well, longer than normal.

We have to be careful because Mindy cat wants to walk with us and Mom doesn’t want Mindy to get side-tracked; stay out on the farm, and become COYOTE FOOD!

So, Mom puts Mindy in the house then we go out!

And about.

Looking for BIRDS!

(And other things.)

Sometimes Mom,

Mindy, and I go out at night.

That’s when Mom likes to take photos of the Moon…in every stage of the Moon’s growth.

Sometimes Mom will even get a photo of a wild creature…

like the Raccoons, who live in the hollow of the Willow tree and like to eat Mom’s tomatoes!

Although Mom personally has never gotten a photo of the Raccoons, she did put up a game camera so the game camera could get a photo of the raccoons.

(Photo from Mom’s archives)

The wild geese are plentiful now. Three large skeins have flown over our heads, even while I write to you.

Soon the Sandhill Cranes will be here. Mom says the big birds are back early…she thinks we will have an early winter.

But until then, there is still stuff to do in warm Autumn days!

Boomer Beaglie Brown (a.k.a. Sherlock)

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday—Happy 4th of July!

Posted on July 4, 2014 by Dayphoto

(Cleaning the mud out before the water gets there. Weeds grow fast in the mud and suck up the water and slow the water down.)

Today is the 4^th of July! Fuzzy and I have puppy feet today! First thing we did a go change the water…Dad has water here and there and everywhere!

I jumped into every mud ditch I could find—heheheheh—makes Mom have to ride with a muddy paws and a muddy belly Beagle!!!

HAHAHAH!

I just give her a great big grin and waggle my tail back and forth in very happy bursts. (When I do that she never gets mad at me!)

Mom put Fuzzy down for a spell, but he said he really wanted back up on the 4-wheeler so she put him back up. He told me the air is better up there…he can smell the breezes and get all the news.

There is a sickle moon right now! Mom was out taking photos of it, she said she would like to take photos of the moon in all its stages. Hey, whatever works for you, Mom! Fuzzy and I are up for anything…well just about anything. Fuzzy says he isn’t up for going to the groomers.

(That’s my tail—that white spot in the field)

Dad’s alfalfa has really grown…it’s taller than I am now, just my tail gives my position away, it won’t be long when I can get news in the alfalfa field and Mom and Dad won’t be able to see me! Chuckle, snerk!

(This was me in the field two weeks ago)

We had thunder storms roll in yesterday afternoon. Fuzzy was in a panic…THUNDER!!! Crack! THUNDER!

Mom and Dad sat outside under the tin roof and let the hot air cool around them, then the rain splattered down; the thunder rumbled. Fuzzy and I laid right at Mom’s feet. Fuzzy must have felt secure enough because he went right to sleep. When I noticed he was sleeping I got up and moved over a short ways and took a little snooze myself.

Later, after the storms moved on, Mom and Fuzzy and I took some photos of the bean field.

(And not a weed in site!

(Yep the corn is going to make before frost–it more than ‘knee-high by the 4th of July”_

Then the little family came over and Mom got our annual photo of the corn.

Fuzzy and I didn’t want to get in the corn with Hank and everyone; we sat right by Mom as she took the photos. Even though Dad and the kids called us we didn’t want to go into the corn. Dad doesn’t like us in the corn until it starts to tassel out! We were told that enough we BELIEVE it…………….DO NOT GO IN THE CORN…you will break the little stalks! And there they were….all of them IN THE CORN!!!

Once it tassels out Dad doesn’t care — then I run down all the rows checking out the new, but NOT NOW!!!

Nope not now! So I stayed with Fuzzy who always stays right with Mom.

Anyway! Fuzzy and I, Sammy-Sam the Cat, and Monkey the Cat, and yes Mom and Dad wish all of you a HAPPY 4^TH of JULY!!!

Boomer—Reporter at Large!