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.
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!
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
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! 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.