The Adventures of Mindy on Friday— Freddy the Fox and Boomer, Friday, May,22, 2020

I was out hunting early this morning with Mom…well, Mom wasn’t hunting,

Mom was checking the end of the field to see what rows of water didn’t come through. Dad was out IN the field checking to see how wet everything was—

when FREDDY FOX RAN BY…AS FAST HAS HE COULD GO!

Then Freddy stopped…looked at me…I about passed out.

He barked…Fox barks are really different — go here to hear one — which scared me worse.

Then I listened, he was barking for Boomer.

“MEOWWWWWWWWWWWW!”  I screamed.  “Boomer isn’t outside, Boomer is sleeping in the kitchen on his big soft fluffy bed.”

“Get Boomer and have him come out…it’s time we had an adventure.” Freddy said to me.

“Not right now, Freddy.  Boomer has been sick and is resting.  Maybe when he feels better.” I replied.

VARRRROOOOOOOOOOOM

Freddy and I heard one of the four-wheelers startup.

Then we heard the other four-wheeler startup.

“GOTTA RUN! See Ya Around.” Freddy yelled as he took off toward the upper end.

That works for me I murmured, turning around

I flopped down and gave myself a very nice dust bath.

Then I jumped up and looked around.

I’m sure glad that fox is gone!

Off I went heading into the field to see about my breakfast!

Mindy, Min-Min Kit-Kat Brown

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Loki TaMoki, Friday May 1, 2020

Black Beauty and Loki TaMoki came for a visit.  Black Dog comes every day, sometimes twice or more a day…she is my sister’s dog, which makes her my best friend.

Loki TaMoki comes once awhile because he lives somewhere, I’ve never been, with all the grandchildren.

So anyway,

Black Beauty came to see me, and Mom

Then THE ALL AMERICAN ATHLET showed up:  LOKI TAMOKI

Loki came to see Dad.

After a spell, all the people went into the house, except Mom.  Who went over to check on some stuff by the Tile House, so I went with Mom.

Suddenly Mom and I heard. MEEEEEEEEEEOOOOWWWWW! SCREEEEECH!
SCREAM!

Then WOOF!

ZOOM!

“LOKI YOU STOP THAT!” Mom yelled.

When Mom yelled Mindy ran as fast as she could to Mom…with

You guessed it the athlete right behind her.

BUSTED LOKI

(hee hee)

Boomer Beaglie Brown

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday— A Peak into My World, Friday, April 24, 2020

I got trapped in Mom’s flower bed

Well, Not Really

FOOLED YOU!

I also went for a walk with

Boomer and

Mom

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!

Yesterday, I chased off another cat.  Mom saw me.  She told me not to chase that kitty it was Aunt Shannon’s.  Then Mom called out “COOPER! COOPER! Come here! MINDY STOP!”

I didn’t. I chased Cooper all the way to the cross-over ditch!

I AM GOING TO BE THE ONLY CAT HERE!

Oh…just so you know…BOOMER CAN RUN AGAIN!

Well, not perfectly run, but he can HURRY UP WALK and Mom and I think

THAT IS A GOOD THING!

Mindy Kit-Kat Brown

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—- April 3, 2020

I’ve been laid up some.

My horrible old injury came back…the one where I blew out my knee.

I can still get about, I just carry my left back leg.

My right back leg works just fine

I can go for short walks with Mom.  Or she will put me in that contraption you saw in the first two photos.

If I’m really careful I can kinda put some weight on it, but not for very long

Mom watches after me very gravely; taking my old age seriously and my bad knee into consideration IF I get to go with her.

Mom says it’s Her and Me (and Dad and Mindy) against the world.

That works for me!

I Love Mom

Boomer Beaglie Brown

 

 

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday— Strange Prowling on the Farm, Friday, March 27, 2020

Boomer and I heard something…scary, sorta kinda.

So, we went out searching and looking.

Boomer told me to not go out at night,

that we should just sniff around here and

get the ‘lay-of-the-land’.

The smells will tell us everything.

So, we did—

Ah, yes…

the furry bandits of the farm…

trash can knocker-overs

and garbage eaters

O!

O! O! O!

Freddy Fox…RUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! HIDE!!!!

Oh, I don’t have to…that is just the SMELL of Freddy Fox.

ERK! GAG! HACK!

Oreo!

Oreo has been here there and everywhere.

Although Boomer says we MUST be nice to Oreo,

he has saved us from COYOTES more than once.

I think Boomer is right…

the smells tell us all.

Sleeping inside at night is the VERY best way of living a long and full-filled life.

Mindy Kit-Kat Brown

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Five, Friday, January 10, 2020

Chapter Five

Geez, traveling with Boomer is ever so booooooooring!  Boring!  I mused as I left Boomer trailing behind Mom with a determined look on his face.

Winter is long, the days are long, the nights are horribly long; all I want to do is get out of the house and explore.

Hum…no one has been here. I don’t even see a raccoon footprint.

Let me see that wild cat hasn’t been by the yard for a long time.  I wonder if all the cows chased him away.  I think I take a little peek in the canal—sometimes I can catch that mean, wild, thing trying to slip onto the farm and grab some of the mice who hang out by the barn.

Nope, no strange cat prints.

I think I am going to head to the Cross-Over ditch. It’s rather dull here.  There are lots of things to see and do way up to the ditch.

Let’s see; let me count the ways:

  1. Play on the haystacks as I go by
  2. Run up and over and in the spare-parts combine
  3. Scrabble onto the fence, then scram back down as fast as possible
  4. Run up and down on the implements resting on the by-way.
  5. If I am lucky, I’ll scare up some mice. Mice are yummy for the tummy, you know.
  6. Then it’s a long run/halt/run through the open ditch searching for mice and birds and other creatures hiding there
  7. It Dad hasn’t closed off the irrigation pipes I can run into the pipe a long way, turn around and run back out.

(I have a feeling the pipes are closed off.  It seems Dad does that before the snow comes. —But I will go look anyway)

  1. Finally, I will make it to the Cross-over pipe. I usually don’t EVER go there unless I’m with Mom, Mom and Dad, and Boomer.  But today I WILL!

Okay, before I go, let me head over to the woodpile.  I like the woodpile.  There are MICE in the woodpile.  I’ll just hang out and grab a snack or two. Then head off through the corrals, past Dad working on one the buildings and be on my way to the Cross-Over pipe!

 

 

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Okay.  We ran for a short spell.

Then Mindy decided to go this way and that way

and up and down

and we hadn’t really made it out of the farmyard.

“WHOA!” I bayed. “That’s enough running here and there and every which way and going NOWHERE!”

Mindy skidded to a stop and skittered ran back to me. “Why we stopping, Boomer? We are having lots of fun…there is so much to see and do?”

“Slow down, Mindy.  Let me get a feel of things.  I need to know if it’s safe to go out and about on the farm.”

“On the farm?!?!?!” Mindy gave me a very puzzled look.  I don’t really go out ON the farm, Boomer.  Mom won’t let me and I really don’t want to run into some of the furry creatures, and feathered hunters who live On the farm.  I just want to skitter and run and check things out AROUND the farmyard.”

“Oh!” I replied. “Okay, that works for me, but still, before we do anything, I HAVE to

check out the air,

the ground

and the all the sheds and buildings so I KNOW just what we are getting into.

I like adventures but at my very elderly age I need to pick my adventures carefully.”

With that I started checking out the air, the ground, around the buildings and the sheds,

with Mindy tagging along.

 

 

Always, No Matter What, There is a Force Which Tries to Restore Balance—Thursday, December 19, 2019

(I am going to use some old photos from my past blogs for this post today. I hope you enjoy)

(Mindy loves to run)

Sometimes the news makes me feel as if the world is titling

(Boomer always seems to be smiling)

Filling the places of everyday with tears of pain and sorrow

(Grandchildren)

What a sad thing everyday news reports…everyone (all peoples) are small and lonely and caught in a capsule of their own thoughts, of anger, and meanness and ugly revenge.

So — so I try very hard NOT to listen to the news.  It breaks my heart, the ugliness.

There really isn’t anything I can do —everyone has their own thoughts and refuse to listen to explanations outside of their personal reality.

Once we become trapped in sorrow, or anger, or revenge — it takes much inner work to cast the nastiness aside and move in a good place of being.

(Boomer loves the sun) 

I’ve been told I live in a rose-colored world of isolation, my head is always in the sand,

Possibly so. It works for me.

I do pray to my God, and I ask that all the Gods of this world and the Universe please save our planet,

Please, bring forth forces of good into the world.

Right the wrongs, bring peace, save mankind, sometimes we humans, just don’t understand the terrible harms we do, because we become locked in our views.

And as I pray, my heart is filled with hope.

May you all be safe and warm and taken care of wonderful friends of my blog.

From my heart to your heart,

Linda

 

The Earth’s Blessing —- Thursday, November 21, 2019

While out-and-about, looking at the sky through the tiny lens on my camera

The two hens and Beaglie following me

Mindy choosing to NOT get in the way of two hens (they like to chase her–making her a wee bit unnerved.)

I happened upon a lovely gift of  heart…waiting there in the shadows of other rocks

A marvelous gift all dressed in gray!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

Back Before Winter Slammed into Us — Wednesday, October 30, 2019

Back before winter covered the mountains on three sides of us and blustered itself into the canyons on the western part of our compass (Just last week)

Boomer and took a wee walk-about; camera in-hand (of course 🙂  )

The autumn day was just lovely, warm and full of the excitement of large birds landing on the farm

Mindy went with us to the cross-over pipe playing and romping in the sunlight

But the most exciting capture on my camera was this one of a bumblebee –Yes, I know you can’t really tell it’s a bumblebee, but it is.

I delighted to see it. Someday I will get much better with my camera, taking photos of bugs in flight, but for now—you get to see the beginnings of my learning.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda