Today is my birthday!!!
I am now FOUR YEARS OLD!
The last six months of my life have been with
Mom, Dad, and my very own kitty, TLC Cai-Cai
Happy Happy Day of Birth to me!
Boo Berry Betty
HAPPY BIRTHDAY to ME! Sunday, January 22, 2023
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Tag Archives: January 22
A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, January 29, 2021 Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
I was out doing my ‘stuff’.
Here
There
Everywhere
When I had to pause and really listen
“MINDY!!! MINDY It is getting dark! You need to come in now!” Mom called from a long way off.
“MINDY!”
I ignored her. I’ve been trapped in the house for a couple of days now, because of the big cold snow storm we had. I’m tired of the house.
So, on I went.
Here and there and just everywhere I could think of.
It was getting dark.
Even DARK! But I didn’t care. There was so much to do out here and I wanted to do it.
I was just heading around the Butler Bins, where Dad stores grain, when
OH! NO!
OH NO!
RUN! I thought RUN!
I turned as fast as I could and ducked UNDER the feed grinder, then slithered my way past the tractor shed.
Up toward the
OPEN GROUND!!!
I looked back… so far so good.
MOM!
DAD! LET ME IN!
That’s when I heard: COYOTES YAPPING
Oh, MY HEAVENS!!!
MEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!
MOM!!!!
I was standing there yowling for Mom or Dad when suddenly
Out of nowhere streaked
FREDDY FOX!!!
He came from down the long-lane to the house, dashing past the chicken house and right on through the farm YARD!
ZOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Then I heard…. yipping and yapping and in the distance the bark of Freddy.
It sounded like Freddy was leading them away.
OH, FREDDY THANK YOU SO MUCH! I mentally yelled.
THANK YOU!
Right at the moment, the door opened and I dashed into the house.
Whew!
That was close!
A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, January 22, 2021 Chapter Ten
Chapter Ten
BOOMER! You were here! You came! I knew you would! I just knew it!
You aren’t gone. You are here!
YAY!
Let’s Play!
“Wait, Mindy. Wait. Why did you need me?” Boomer’s voice came into my mind very loudly.
“Oh, Beaglie….it’s been so hard. Everyone wants to know where you are and what happened I’m having to tell them and it has been hard. And I don’t want to tell Oreo or Freddy and his Mom Fox I don’t know what to do and I am concerned and I don’t want to have to tell anyone anymore that you are gone. OH! BOOMER! Mom and I miss you SOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!” My thoughts wailed out into the nether world.
I could see Boomer look at me.
“I will help,” Boomer mentally replied. After which he was gone.
So, I went hunting.
Hunting helps me.
I decided mice would be the perfect solution to take my mind off MISSING BOOMER!
I hunted here
And There
And every Where.
No, mice.
Still, just moving around looking around was a good thing.
The night was starting to come on.
I was rather late heading back into the house when suddenly out of the darkness came
OREO!
OREO!!!!!
I started to run, but Oreo ran right toward me.
I cringed down, trying to make myself small. If I get sprayed Mom will NOT be happy.
Oreo came at full run…then skidded right to a stop….right in front of me…looking me right in the eye.
“Hey, Cat! I just heard—Boomer has traveled over the Rainbow Bridge. GONE! GONE!!!”
“yes,” I meekly replied. “gone.”
“OH! NO!” Oreo turned and ran off heading off into the dark night.
I sat down and stunned.
“BOOMER!” I called in my mind.
THANK YOU! Oreo knows. He is sad, just like all of us. Thank you for letting Oreo know. I just couldn’t do it.”
MEOWWWWWWWWWWW YEOWLLLLLLLL
The Sky is still Frumpy with Winter —Wednesday, January 22, 2020
The birds of winter—-
Those delightful wandering large and small birds
Filling the air with their gossip and chatter
Shining brightly there in the sky
Filling our lawn with their busy searching and scratching
Then suddenly lifting up in a huge swoosh of wings
The tap-tap tapping on the bark of the very old Cottonwood tree fills the cold winter air
A pair of owls gently shake the branches of the same tree each evening as they call one to the other 
A blackbird, of some sort, rests in the branches waiting for submissive sun take back the sky from clouds
The crows tell all the secrets of the land.
Thank Heavens for the winter birds. They make my winter life ever so much better.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Cold! The Ancient Voice of January—Tuesday, January 22, 2019
“Are those magic fairy wands glistening on the tree or only winter icicles all sparkling at me?”–The Winter Fairy Song
Winter has arrived again, with a sharp, very sharp cold wind, and a windchill in the range of BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
We received snow starting in the afternoon and over the night
Not lots, but enough to make a mess, once this chill wind leaves
Everything and everyone hunkering down until we reach another warm spell
Then it will be back to mud season
To be honest with you, I am counting down the days until Spring.
But SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, don’t tell anyone.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Wind Sang a Frozen Song—-Monday, January 22, 2018
After a long-icy day of snow, sleet, sideways wind, and air so chilled nothing tried to move
The storm left us with a distinct feeling of relief—the driving needles of the sideways sleet, augmented now and then with huge bursts of sleetless wind; nothing sticking to the ground
a huge chill came to today’s vast blue sky.
The wild birds are back pecking at full tilt on the feeders, making up for the fat lost by a day of hovering wherever they hovered.
This morning’s sunrise lite up the few remaining clouds and the lack of strong wind sang peace to me. Inspite of the cold.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Enter the Sun —- Sunday, January 22, 2017
After a brief dusting of snow
We melted! Adding too the already mud and slop.
Then the rains came! Popping up bubbles in the huge puddles. Fun little bubbles, as if the earth was adding some humor into all the moisture.
Then this morning we woke up to fleeing clouds
And sunlight over the land
As I write this the sky is clear, the sun bright, and there is beauty all around!
From my world to your heart!
Linda
Good Fences and Gates—Thursday, January 22, 2015
Teresa hosts a Good Fences and Gates every Thursday, which is always lots of fun. Her post today has a beautiful Texas sized Gate complete with stunning art work.
When we were up working on the artery ditch (that takes off from the headgate) I thought I would show you a very functional/typical gate here on our farm—- and most of the farms around us who have cattle. Looks just like the fence.
You have to slip a wire off the top pole to open the gate, then lay the gate down flat (or it will get in a huge tangle); then you can drive through.
It isn’t pretty, folks! But it does do the job!
For more gates and fences head over to Teresa site and check out they ones people have entered. Better yet–take some photos of your own and link your site to hers! All in good fun!
Your farm friend,
Linda
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