Mom hollered at me saying: “It’s your turn to write, Boomer. Today is Friday.” Then she walked upstairs to turn on the computer. As soon as I heard her voice I had already scrambled up from my dead sleep ready for action.
I wagged my tail and bounced up the stairs beating her by three steps! I might be 10 ½, but I’m still fast!
I waited with Mom while the computer turned on and warmed up. Then I had to sit down for a spell, because Mom wanted to check out the news and a few things.
“Be thinking about what you want to say, Boom. I’ll look at the a few blogs, then when you are ready the computer is yours.”
I sat there watching her move the mouse around, click a few things…stop and stare at the screen…I guess I’ll just lay down here and put my head on my paws; looks like she is going to take forever!
Geez, my eye lids are getting heav…y…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
“Okay, Boomer, your turn,” mom announced as she got up from the computer chair.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmph! Znort! HUH!? Oh, My turn.
Let’s see-what was I dreaming thinking about? Oh Yes! What we did yesterday. Yesterday was a typical day. A day just like any other day. I like days like that they are FUN!
Mom and I took the finished siphon tubes out to the dirt ditch at the pinto bean field.
We irrigated the corn and the pinto bean field. We are watering the BIG corn field now…it takes a week to get across to get all the rows wet…I explored while my folks worked. Sadly I found out that one of the porcupines died over on the sagebrush hill. It’s always sad when something like that happens. Mom and Dad had a wee flood from the large cornfield into the little corn field…they were scrambling pretty fast to get the water back into the big corn field’s cement ditch. I thought it was pretty neat since several mice had to scamper very quickly away from the water. I didn’t chase them, but I did give some of them a couple of good sniffs.
Then Mom loaded me up…I don’t jump up any more, ever since I tore my knee Mom lifts me up and takes me down. My knee is better but she doesn’t want “another hurt knee”.
Then we moseyed on down past the alfalfa field … Dad says he will cut hay next Wednesday; it’s starting to bloom. To the pinto bean field. Mom told me to stay that this wasn’t going to take long.
It didn’t…22 set siphon tubes later and we were back on the 4-wheeler heading home. HUH!? Not home!
We were going to the Rocky Hill…Dad’s favorite spot on the farm. Then we rode through the pasture between the Rocky Hill and the Coyote Hill…it’s a good thing I was on the 4-wheeler the grass was over our heads!
We saw three doe deer…Mom told me today she and I are going out to put corn on the ground so the deer won’t eat the new baby corn plants. COOL!
After that we headed home. See. Not much happening. But it sure is fun.
Boomer, the Beagle