The Adventures of Sherlock Boomer—The Mystery of Nothing Chapter 11

“There’s never enough time to do all the nothing you want.”—Bill Watterson, Calvin and Hobbes

                     Chapter 11

Morning came all wet and dreary.

Dreary and wet.

And cold.

I felt all shivery inside and hungry.

I mean, after all, I NEVER sleep outside unless I just want to. I sleep inside on my really soft orthopedic bed!  And if I get cold Mom will cover me up with a blanket!

If I DO decide to go outside and sleep, it’s in the SUMMER TIME and it’s HOT in the house.  Then I sleep in my really comfy dog house on a nice fluffy bed.

This morning I was all a tremble because I have very short fur, and not so furry tail and I have very short fur, which is really HOUSE fur…not outside fur.

I have decided this doing nothing is getting real old.

And on top of all this there is no BREAKFAST!

None!

No cereal and no turkey sausage.

NOTHING!

Okay.  I didn’t say this to Momma Fox and Kit, because, after all they stay out here ALL the time…wind, rain, snow…sunshine…you name it.  I really don’t think they would understand or even CARE if I told them about my beds or my food.

BUT I did think it…I really did.

“HEY, Boomer! Let’s go down and look at the creek, I can hear it roaring and crashing and thundering …maybe there will be breakfast down there.”

Breakfast…my tummy growled and my ears perked up.

“Okay, breakfast sounds like a very good idea.”

Kit and I took off up the hill, down the hill, over the hill with all the ant piles to the creek.

“WOW! That’s huge!  That’s a HUGE amount of water!”  Kit just stopped and stared at the little tiny creek that was now a HUGE RAGING amount of water.

I stopped and stared with him.

It’s huge and swift and just amazing.  I don’t think I have ever seen so much foamy water in that little creek ever!

I stood there mesmerized.

Gosh…how am I ever going to make it home to mom?

I wonder how long it will take before the raging river will become the little creek I like to paddle around in.

I just stared.

Turning to Kit I started to say something when I saw him stop, jump and bite down on something…

“BREAKFAST!” Kit hollered at me with his mouth full.  “Mice! Grab a couple!”

I just looked at kit with the mouse tail hanging out of his mouth…for all the world and a day he looked just like Mindy cat.

“Okay,” I replied.  Putting my nose to the ground.  I started sniffing around, but to be honest with you…I really didn’t try to find any mice.

While I was sniffing around I got this idea that I maybe, just maybe I could find a way to get over this raging water and find my way back home.

Taking my nose, my paws and my brain I headed down the creek thinking if I could get to the area where the creek narrows down I could maybe jump over to the other side.

“Hey, Kit! I’m going to go see if I can find a way to get over the creek and then maybe get to the other side.” I yelped.

“You go ahead, Boomer.  I’m not in any hurry to leave here.  The snacks are plentiful.  I’ll just stay with Mom.  See you around sometime, Boom!”  Kit went back to pouncing and eating.

I put my nose to the ground and started sniffing my way along the edge of the creek searching for a narrow spot which would allow me the chance to get on-too the other side.

And on the way home!

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The Pulsing Ebb and Flow of Light Filled Wonder—Tuesday, October 17, 2017

This world is a wonder…really!  Every single day —  trapped in ordinariness–the little sparks of joy are softly veiled waiting for us to see them

Like the fluttering of a leaf on the wind

Or a ride in a stormy night

Our days move minute by minute, in a deep humming, like webs of music — and our beating hearts

If we just take the time to look, feel and listen —there in the silence, which really isn’t silent

Wonder is there— in the sparkle of the lasting stars, at the moon’s edge, in the black silver night

 

The glimpses of beauty are there.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-My Job

Besides going out with Mom

Helping Dad change the water

I have a really big job!

It’s to keep the farm safe!

 

I have much to do—those crazy raccoons are so brave they walk RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY DOG HOUSE!  I know because they always leave a little poop behind.

That’s why I’ve taken to sleeping outside…MY CHOICE!

Mom brings me inside, but … well, you know … there are critters outside!

I chase off the

  • raccoons…they run zipping and playing, with me right behind them
  • I protect the corn!
  • Chase the fox—he is pretty fun to chase
  • Make the squirrels scatter
  • Go for walks with Mom

The deer have been pretty hard on the corn.

You see they eat the silk…

the silk is what feeds the little kernels of corn so they will fatten up and become

BIG FAT JUICY KERNELS of corn

It’s been pretty hard work this year, but so far I’ve been able to do it.

I am feeling well again.

Mom says that is a very good thing!

I agree!

Boomer

 

 

 

 

The Heart of the Night—-Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Last night was beautiful after a day full of heat and humidity

We sat water late.  Very late, as the sun sank orange and blue in the west.

It was way past last light when we got back into the yard

Later, in the darkest hour when the shadow travelers tread the earth —  Boomer and I went for a wee walk-about…Mindy didn’t know we were walking, she was on the hunt

We came upon a beautiful little kit fox hunting by itself, an owl hooting in the willow tree.

The night world trembling with small noises, which seem loud.

The wind picked up a couple of last years old corn leaves; flung them into the air…  a tiny devil twister making the night air swirl…

A wee night walk… shadowed grass, starlit skies, night creatures, plus Boomer and I.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-My World View

That wily fox zips through the farm yard every morning EARLY!  I’ve taken to sleeping outside in my dog house, since the days and nights are so hot.  That is how I KNOW he zips through.

I just let him run through. He never stays long and always seems in a big hurry.

Then Mom and Dad are up, we all eat breakfast and out we go to change water.  Sometimes the water is in the corn field, or the other corn field, or the pinto bean field, or….it’s right out front in the alfalfa field.  Where ever it is that’s where we go, first thing in the morning.

Then we go back out after lunch and just before dark!

Mindy Lou cat likes to follow me around and around, no matter where I am she is sure to be.

That’s alright…Min-Min and I are best friends.  I haven’t had a best friend since my wonderful buddy, Fuzzy Dude McDoddle Brown died.  It seems just like yesterday we were hanging around together.

Sam Cat really doesn’t do much with us.  He is the BOSS and we do what he wants.

Mom says Sammy is very old now so he doesn’t have to do ANYTHING if he doesn’t want too!

I always, I mean ALWAYS go out and gather the news on the farm.  I do it first thing in the morning, again after the mailman comes (there is LOTS of interesting smells on mailman tires), sometime after my afternoon nap, and then just before bed.

I gather the news out on the ditch bank too.  I call that work, because Mom and Dad are working.

Sometimes Romeo comes over.

I have to be careful around Romeo, he likes to nip by butt— right by my tail area.  It’s happened a time or two and, boy, does that make my beagle legs move FAST!

All in all my days are pretty full.

Boomer

P.S.  Here is the world on my level!  🙂