The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-The End of the Story, Friday, August 15, 2025

Posted on August 15, 2025 by Dayphoto

After that Crow thing I told, “Boo Berry, we can’t be friends with the wild animals. We just can’t.” Hrumphed TLC

“Gosh, why not? I thought it was fun talking to the Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley. And getting to see his homes. I must admit the crow was very alarming. VERY! But you saved me, so that turned out good.”

“There is a natural order to things, Boo Berry. Your job is to bark at squirrels, and their job is to run fast from you. That is how it all works.” TLC turned tail and marched off.

(And MINE is to HUNT SQUIRRELS. And mice, and voles, and—-)

“BOO BERRY!” Mom yelled, “Let’s go! It’s time to help Dad with the hay.” Mom came out the door, stooped down, and swooped me up into her arms.

“Time to get to work, Boo Berry, it haying time!”

Well, I guess that’s the end of my storytelling. Perhaps someday I will have a cool adventure to share with you. But, then again, maybe not. That crow sorta took the ‘venture’ out of adventure for me. I am sticking with Mom; it’s a lot safer that way.

(But….I do wonder about Stanely, Stanely, Stanely, Stanely’s family and their homes.)

{and what other neat animals live on the farm}

Until next time!

Boo Berry Betty Brown

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Chapter Twelve Boo Berry Tells a Story, Friday, August 8, 2025

Posted on August 8, 2025 by Dayphoto

I woke up some time later. Stanley, Stanley, Stanley was still in his home/hole and Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley no where to be found.

Hummm.

Guess It’s time to take myself back to the yard and see what Mom is doing.

I turned around and started trotting back toward the farm yard. Past all the equipment, past the hay stack yard, (it’s very empty right now—waiting for the new hay bales to come in), past the Butler Bins, then passed the Shed where there is a Squirrel hole/home, and then into the welcoming cool shade of the farm yard itself.

Home! Shade! AHHH!

Now this is much better than running with a squirrel on my back, in the smoky air, and the heat.

I headed over to the green cool grass and flopped down once more.

I was laying there enjoying the feeling of cool grass when suddenly a great big bird flew down out of the willow tree.

I jumped up ready to scram out of there when the big black bird put out his wing and touched my NOSE!!

I about passed out! “Who-who are you?” I’m sure I squeaked out the question. My voice was somewhere over there on the lawn scared, I’m sure.

“Barney.” The crow replied. “And you?”

“Ah, Boo Berry Betty Brown. Do you live here? On the farm? In the big willow tree?” I looked at him with huge eyes.

“Nope! I live down yonder. There is a whole murder of us down there. I was scouting around looking for something to do. Maybe something to eat…you know. Fill the ol tummy, sorta thing.”

“Eat?!?!?!” I looked with horror at Barney.

“Don’t worry, dog. I only like to eat dead things. Yum. Although, I do like to eat other things in the line of fruit and vegetables. I am a gore-met, as they say.” He winked at me.

“Ahhhhhh, I don’t think I can help you much, Barney—I think it’s time I trot on into the house now.” I got up and tried to shake off that HUGE black wing.

“Naa little dog, I think you and I are going to get to know each other—-” SQUACK!!! Suddenly Barney was flat — feathers flying everywhere.

“GET OUT OF HERE! BIG BIRD!!!” TLC screamed at Barney—

“GET!!!” TLC yelled as he pulled himself up where he was shook off by Barney.

Barney scrambled to his feet, flapped his big black wings, and took off cawing.

I looked at TLC and he smugly looked at me.

“Wow, TLC you saved me.”

“Yep. You gotta learn who your friends are, Boo Berry, and crows are really not friends. Ever.” TLC pronounced.

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Chapter Eleven Boo Berry Tells a Story, Friday, August 1, 2025

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First, we stopped at Mom’s home. Guess what!? It was another hole in the ground. IN DAD’S WORK SHED!!! My word. I can’t imagine Dad is very happy about that!

Then we moved over to the Butler Bin and the augur and the augur thingy — right there UNDER the thingy was his brother’s home. I was stunned.

“Wow! All of you live right here in the farmyard with all of us! You are all Brown Squirrels!”

“Hummm, no, we are ground squirrels. Not Brown Squirrels.” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, puzzled.

“No, that is your species, you are our family. So, you are BROWN. That’s your last name. Like now, you know you are Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley BROWN!!!” I explained.

“OH!!! I SEE!!!”

We are all part of one big family!”

“Yes, you are ours and we are yours!” I smiled.

“Cool! Do you want to see Dad’s home?”

“Sure, let’s go!”

Suddenly, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley jumped on my back!

I was so startled, I took off running.

When I finally stopped (that squirrel can really hang on, let me tell you), we were way out on the farm by the crossover pipe.

I stopped.

Short.

My breath was gone, my back hurt; I was exhausted.

“YOU DID IT!!!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, screamed as he jumped down. “You brought us right where Dad lives!”

I flopped down on the ground, rolled over to make sure Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley wasn’t still attached to me somehow, and closed my eyes.

“I did what?” I moaned.

“Brought us right to the spot where DAD lives! Boo Berry, you are one heck of a dog!”

“No, I am on heck of exhausted,” I said, pulling myself up onto all four paws.

“That’s okay, we got here just fine. And… DAD!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley screamed and ran toward another squirrel sitting outside his hole/home by the drill steel pile.

“Dad! Dad! I’ve brought Boo Berry to meet you. Dad, Boo Berry, Boo Berry DAD!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley proudly announced.

Dad barely looked at me. Then looked at Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley. “You do realize that is a dog, Son?” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley proclaimed.

“Oh, yes, Dad! We are great friends. I brought her out here to meet you!”

Stanley, Stanley, Stanley looked at me, gave a warning CHIRP, and dove right into his hole.

Humm, so that is where the hole is, I muttered to myself.

“DAD! DAD! COME BACK!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley hollered. “Boo Berry is a friend!”

AAAAAH I think your Dad doesn’t really like dogs.” I observed.

“Shoot! Now what?” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley cried in despair.

“Don’t worry!” I petted him on his furry back. “Let’s just sit here for a moment and rest. I’m sure we will come up with something.”

I sat down in the shade, put my head between my paws, and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Chapter Nine Boo Berry Tell a Story , Friday, July 18, 2025

Posted on July 18, 2025 by Dayphoto

I promised you I would tell you about SQUIRRELS!

Oh!

And it’s HOT! Here!

I do mean HOT!

It’s so HOT I absolutely HATE going outside!

But Mom makes me. (Sigh)

To be fair, I do have to go outside to do my business (you understand), but to go Irrigate, hang out with Mom while she works in the yard. I HATE IT!

It was while I was trying to find a cool spot in the shade that I remembered Mom feeds the SQUIRRELS and the BIRDS!!!

I dragged myself over to the feeding station. Started sniffing around, looking to see if there were any treats fit for a dog — when

SQUIRREL!!

He jumped right out of the woodpile, scampered over to the feeding station, and ran right into ME!

We, both) just stood there stunned.

Squirrel backed up…started to run off when I said “Hi!”

He just stopped and stared at me. “Hi,” he replied. “Gosh, you are a dog. I’m talking to a dog.” He puzzled.

“Yeppers, I’m a dog. My name is Boo Berry Betty Brown! And yours?”

“Stanley, Son of Stanley, Son, son, of Stanley, son, son, son of Stanley….”

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! I get it! You are Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley! Brown! You also have the last name of Brown, you know…you live here with Mom and Dad. Mom feeds you, you are Mom’s squirrel, so that makes you a Brown also.” I smiled.

“Wow! I never knew I had a last name— Stanley, Stanley, Stanley Brown!” Stanley SMILED big at me.

“What are you doing here, by the feeder?” Stanley asked as he stuffed his mouth full.

“Looking for shade. And maybe a treat or two. I only see sunflower seed shells, so no real treats here. And you?”

“I was coming down the big willow tree, and thought maybe I would zip over here and get a snack to take with me to my home. It’s a really nice hole in the ground under Mom’s old storage shed/ancient grain bin.”

“Oh, yes! THAT IS WHERE I’ve smelled your smell before! I’ve wondered about you and just what you were.”

“Well, now you know! I’m a SQUIRREL!”

“Friends?” I put up my left front paw (I’m a lefty) and he put up his paw and we touched!

“Heck, why not! FRIENDS!” We yelled together

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Chapter Seven Boo Berry Tells a Story, Friday, July 11, 2025

Posted on July 11, 2025 by Dayphoto

Well, It is good things are a go after all those beginning chapters.

Now I have a cat, TLC, and he has me.

He likes to rub against my body when he comes in from outside. I really don’t know what to make of all that, so I just stand there with a dumb look on my face.

I have a DAD and MOM!

And I get to go and do stuff!!!

I’m not very good at going to BIG things with Mom and Dad, but I’m getting better at it.

People like to stop and pet me, and I like for them to do so. But they have to be the ones to stop. I’m not going to run out there and jump on their leg.

Riding in the car or the pick-up is disconcerting—I keep thinking I’m going to wind up at someone else’s kennel.

But I never do.

I’m gradually getting the hang of riding. No, putting my head out the window—that is terrifying.

But I do like to sniff around once I get out.

Well, anyway, we’ve made it all the way to Now- and now I get to tell you about SQUIRREL! Or maybe SQUIRRELS!!

Read on to Chapter 9 to learn about SQUIRRELS!

Chapter Six Boo Berry Tells a Story, Friday, June 20, 2025

Posted on June 20, 2025 by Dayphoto

Time moves on, as they say, and for me, time did move on. There was a ‘time’ when time was stuck. From the moment I was moved away from Mom until I was sold to my really nice man owner—time didn’t move at all.

Oh, yes, there was day and night. Breakfast and no food until breakfast again. Visits from different male dogs —- I always hide when I see Male dogs now. I hide and growl — then puppies. But as for time—it just stayed stuck.

At the really nice man’s time, it did a weird sorta leap forward, then stuck right fast all over again. Same ole same ole time. Different pen, different male dogs, more puppies, until the day I got sick, sick, sick.

Time was still stuck, but I was so sick I didn’t notice.

It was after the sick, sick time, and Mom coming to get me to live with her, and Dad, and TLC, that time started moving again. On a very regular basis.

There was always something happening—I learned to climb the stairs and come down the stairs all by myself, I learned it’s okay to put my head up in the blue box of safety, I learned how to let Mom or Dad know I needed to go ‘outside NOW!,’ and I learned to like the CAT!

I still had stuff to learn: to not run off when Mom took me to irrigate, that it isn’t scary to ride in the car (I’m always afraid Mom is going to give me away so I hate car rides), it’s sorta, maybe kinda fun to go to town, and I will always until my dying day HATE THE VET trips!!! Always! Although Mom and Dad go with me, I get to sit on someone’s lap and look out the window, all safe and secure. It is AT the Vet’s office I don’t like.

But we won’t talk about that—way too scary to talk about.

So, time moves on…there is a fireplace to toast my toes by in the winter, sun puddles to soak up the rays all the time, trees that have marvelous shade, and outside, smells!!! Many wonderful smells—Sigh! Peace.

Time moves on and time has taught me there is good things in this world and I’m part of them.

4. Chapter Four Boo Berry Tells a Story, Friday, June 6, 2025

Posted on June 6, 2025 by Dayphoto

OH! MY! GOSH!

My new pen was HUGE!!!

I MEAN HUGE!!!

Mom showed me everything—here is the kitchen, Boo Berry. (Mom calls me Boo Berry. I finally get to use the Berry part of my name 😊 ).

“This is where we eat, and you will eat here also. TLC will eat up here because I don’t want you to eat TLC’s food. He won’t eat your food, because he doesn’t like your kind of food. [TLC is a particular cat}.

This is the room where your daybed will stay. It can be your Safe place. All day long. If you get tired, you can sleep right here; if you get scared, you can run and lie right here. This big soft bed is right by my chair. So we will be together.” Mom smiled big at me.

Then she showed me my BIG nice, soft bed in the bedroom. This one is right by Mom on her side of the bed. TLC likes to sleep on the other side.

Sometimes TLC sleeps at the end of Dad’s feet. Just say’n.

Me! I always sleep with Mom.

We walked through the house….here is another bed if you want to try this one out, or here is a bed in case you want this one. I got you LOTS of beds so you can pick whatever bed you really like.” She explained.

But the scary THING! The scariest thing is UPSTAIRS! Mom showed me upstairs. She had to carry me upstairs, and then she had to carry me downstairs, where I hid my head in Mom’s arms.

That was when I first got here to the HUGE pen I share with Mom, Dad, and TLC. Now I run up and down the stairs like they were a flat floor. I like to come upstairs and lie in the sunshine in the morning. Ah…..bliss!

Then we went outside.

I didn’t even have to have a harness on!

Just out the door we went. First Mom carried me ,then I walked right with her.

But—-

OUTSIDE WAS TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BIG!!

I ran back to the door and stood there shaking.

“In?” Mom asked.

“IN!!” I shivered and shook.

So In I went—-only going outside WITH MOM to do my duty, then running right back inside. As fast as possible.

Mom had to tell me it was okay to do my duty outside, she says: “Go, Good Girl. Picked up my leg {I still pee with one leg up}, and said—“It’s okay…Go, Good girl.”

I’m a fast learner. That’s what Mom says. 😊

WHEW!

Learning the big pen took me a good two weeks, or more.

And in the meantime—-I had a vet visit.

No more puppies for me….ever!!

Boo Berry Betty Brown

Chapter Three Boo Berry Tells a Story— Friday, May 30, 2025

Posted on May 30, 2025 by Dayphoto

Well, I figured out adulthood. I became an adult—very soon after I was moved to that hidden pen.

Yep—babies became part of my life.

I loved those little sweet squirming babies.

But I didn’t get to have them for long. As soon as they hit their 8th week zipp, they were placed in a pen next to me.

I sang calming songs to them, like Momma did for us.

Soon, I repeated the whole process all over again, and again and again.

Then one day, the lady showed up with a man. The woman said that I was for sale!

“FOR SALE!!!!” She was getting rid of me!!!!

The man reached down and picked me up. Held me close to his heart, and I felt Peace!

Wow!

I really like my new ‘owner.’ He was good to me, gave me a bath once a month, and let me exercise in the sun, which was a tiny distance from my new pen.

Of course, I still had my ADULT duties of having and raising puppies.

Then one day…actually, night, the puppies and I almost ran over the rainbow bridge together.

It took me a long time to recover from all that.

After I got well, my man owner came into the pen. He was wonderful, he talked to me and to everyone else in the pens all the time. Telling us good things about ourselves, telling us things about each other. You know nice stuff.

Anyway, in he came. Picked me up. Gave me a kiss on the nose and said: “Today is a big day for you, Boo.” He called me Boo, even though my full name is Boo Berry Betty and the lady called me Betty.

“Today, you are going to take a bath, get all cleaned up, because today you are going to live with a family. No more adulting for you. Last time was just too much. I’ve found a wonderful family who will love and keep you, and you can learn to be a farm dog.”

Farm dog? What’s a farm dog, I thought.

Anyway, I had a bath, toenails clipped, and a nice brush. I felt so good. My owner always gave us really nice baths.

Then this lady showed up in the doorway. I didn’t pay attention, because people were always coming and going — leaving with puppies.

My owner picked me up. Handed me to MOM and gave Mom my papers (whatever those are), then walked with Mom and me to the car.

“Thank you, Alan, Mom said. I promise she will have a wonderful life with us and get to do lots of fun things. No more ‘work’ Boo Berry.”

With that, we drove to my new life!

Adventures with TLC and Boo Berry, Friday, May 9, 2025 Boo Berry Tells a Story

Posted on May 9, 2025 by Dayphoto

I came across Boo Berry just sitting in the sun, eyes closed, just sitting.

“What ya Doing, Boo?”

“Just sitting—letting the world go by.”

“Really!?!! Nothing? Why? There is so much to do and so many

Things to see. Why just sitting there doing NOTHING!!!?” I expounded. “NOTHING!”

“Well, ya. See the sun is warm right here. I’m sitting in this perfect sunspot, my fur is black and the air is cold so this is perfect. Just, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, perfect” Boo Berry closed her eyes and laid down.

I just stared at her.

“You always do nothing.”

“No, I don’t. I have been writing a story….first I write in my my mind then I will put it on paper.”

“A story?”

“Yes, a story, and it’s a very good story. Once I’m ready Mom will put on paper and then—-well, there it will be.”

“I think you are silly, Boo Berry, why sit around writing a story when there are things to doooooooooo!” TLC scrammed off.

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—- My Life, My Life, My Wonderful Life, Friday, May 2, 2025

Posted on May 2, 2025 by Dayphoto

Mom says it’s MY TURN to tell you a story. TLC got to tell you all about the great big flood we had, so Mom says I get to tell you whatever I want to tell.

So I am going to tell you about My Life!! How it is—my life—right now!

It’s full of fun things! Things I like to do.