The Adventures of Boomer on Friday….Looking for Green

Mom and I decided with all this rain there Should be green out there, somewhere…surely!

So off we went to find the green.

Mindy went with us

We found green here

And there

Black Beauty also helped us look

Green was a little hard to find.

Back in the house, Mom said:  “Hold Still, Boomer.”  So I did.

Then Mom said: “Now THAT is green!”

Happy Wearing of the Green Day!

Mom, Boomer, and Mindy

Advertisements

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— This One’s for the Birds

Mom and I went for a walk night-before-last.  IT WAS COLD! Even colder today…when Mom and I got up at 5:00 a.m. it was 7*f! (-13.8889c)

WE ARE COLD!

Anyway, Mom and I went for a midnight walk, or so, we really didn’t see anything.  Mom took a photo of a car coming up the side road, that was all.

Then as we were walking back, I think we saw KIT!!! I bayed at him, but he was too fast if it was him.  Mom tried to get a photo, but he was way too fast.

So we walked back to the house and went back to bed.  Mom loaded wood into the woodstove first…just so we could all stay warm.

Warm is good.

Anyway, the next day, yesterday, Mom and I went out to feed the birds…chickens and wild birds, Mom took her camera with us and tried to get some good photos at the feeders.

While Mom was busy,

I checked out the news on the farm, I wanted to see if Kit really rushed by us, or if it was someone else.

After a spell, Mindy went with me.

Mindy is a really playful cat. She loves to run and jump and romp everywhere we go.

So…here we are…

birds,

dog,

and cat…

and a very cold morning.

Mom and I and Mindy went out and did all our chores early then back we came…Mindy to lay on the carpet right next to the wood stove and me in my very soft bed on the other side of the wood stove.

It’s just too cold to do much, but sleep!

Boomer Beaglie Brown

 

My 12th Birthday Party A Sherlock Boomer Adventure Chapter 12

My Thirteenth 12th Birthday

Chapter Twelve

Conclusion

Well, everything turned out just fine.  I ran into Mindy on my way back to the farmhouse; she was waiting for Mom or Dad to come to the back door and holler for her to come in.

I sat with her and we waited.

I think we waited three years, five months, six days and one million minutes for Mom or Dad to show up.

Finally, Mom came to the back door and yelled: “BOOMER!  MINDY!  COME IN!”

We sped into the house, almost knocking each other over.

Inside Mom gave us really special treats…. Mindy got a piece of shredded chicken and I got a BIG piece of shredded chicken.

“I am so glad you made it home, Boomer”.  Mom patted me on the head, neck, back and gave my ears a good scratch. “I always worry about you out there on the wilds of the farm.”

Then Mom left the room came back and gave me a REAL bone. “Happy Birthday, Boomer!”

I took my bone and ran out the back door, no way was I going to share my bone with the cat!

 

Boomer Beaglie Brown, a.k.a Sherlock Boomer

Finding Wings—-Sunday, December 8, 2018

While I was out collecting the firewood for the evening, I decided to take a walk first

Since the evening was coming on fast; long shadows stretching across the farm road

I knew if I were going to find things of interest I needed to be about it

The wind was rather sharp, but not strong or cutting, just brisk with a chill to it.

The sky was beautiful

Making my walk even more special

The colors swirling around me

On the way back to the farmyard, the woodpile and the warmth of the house…I saw a glittering little heart-shaped rock.

Giving joy to my soul and wings to the essence of myself!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Back to Every Day Normal

Life has settled down after the whole Mystery Where I Used a Secret (Idea/Weapon/Gift from some friends).

We are having huge winds again.  Mom and I are getting very tired of them.  And MOM likes wind.  She always makes me go for a walk with her when the wind is blowing.  But if you walk in this wind a dog has to crawl and a person has to bend over.  Not good.

But back to everyday life—-

Mindy and I go to walks with Mom every day.  Sometimes at night.  I Always go with Mom at night, but not always Mindy.  If she is inside sleeping on the bed, or the sofa, or the big table, or her favorite chair, Mom just lets her sleep.  “Let’s just let Mindy get her rest, Boomer.  This walk will be with you and I.” Mom says as we head out the back door.

That works for me.  Heck having Mindy Min-Min Lou tag along works for me.  I’m really pretty easy going. So whatever Mom wants…that works for me.

I have been keeping a sharp nose out for strangers {human or animal} coming down the long lane into our farm yard, or heck even out of the farm.

News is What my nose is all about.  Checking the news from here to there and every which where.

When Mom and Dad are working at the Upper End or in the little field next to the Upper End, I always, always go over and check out the big wood pile.  Critter’s live in there you know.  Ground squirrels, the fox, skunks, but…thankfully…no Badgers!!

Badgers are mean, scary, and completely terrifying.  Trust me on that.

If Mom and Dad go to town and come back in the dark…I always, always make sure to meet them half way down the lane…sometimes Mom stops and gives me a lift back home.  Sometimes not.

I guess she stopped asking lots, because I would turn her down preferring to take my time following the car back home.

News…out there, you see.  I might miss something.  I know Mom and Dad are now home and well… there just might be news on the way back to the house.

Like the Raccoons who’ve taken to coming down to the canal to wash their food.  They are so silly.  They wash EVERYTHING they eat.  I mean everything.  Sometimes whatever they are washing turns to mush and floats away.  But still they do it.

Now that the weather has warmed up Mom lets me ride in the back of the pick-up when we go somewhere fun.  It’s been too cold so I’ve had to pant my way,  to wherever we are going, in the back seat, sometimes with the window down, but sometimes not.

Anyway…on nice days…I get to ride in the back.

Wind in the face, smells in the nose…ears flapping.  A dog cannot ask for more.

Boomer Beaglie Brown a.k.a. Sherlock Boomer!  😊

A Very Scary Situation—Thursday, September 28, 2017

After that awful announcement of the Equifax Data Breach 

I thought maybe I had better get my once a year credit reports.

Looking through them I saw in April 11, 15, 27, 29 2017 someone tried to open an account with Capital One!

Talk about scared!!!

I called LifeLock and reported this (I have LifeLock) and then called Capitol One

To make for a very long story, with lots of long, long minutes waiting on the phone line!

I’m happy to announce everything is okay today!

Now if there are those of you who wish to take Equifax up on their new offer…

The waits are terribly long, enough so your phone will actually click you off.  And, you might not get through…I never did.

 

Anyway…moving forward,

Love,

Linda

All in a Day’s Work —- Wednesday, August, 9, 2017

The pinto beans are setting on and starting to fill out —harvest will be sometime in September

Since we leave all our windows open day and night, the house smells like fresh mown hay.  Third cutting…  time is passing quickly now

While Terry mowed the hay I mowed my lawn…it was in dire need of my attention! 🙂

Yesterday we hauled in gravel and spread it on the long, long lane from the farmyard to the road….also putting down gravel in the farm yard itself

Then the thing I hate to do worse than anything….is getting Terry out of a tight spot.

He went over to make a ditch, got stuck…I had to come over and pull him out…

When he is in a ditch like this I’m always afraid I will pull him ‘wrong’ and cause the tractor to tip over.

When I was young our neighbor did tip over and it killed him.   Then (when our kids were grown) Terry’s good friend was working on one of his ditches when his tractor tipped over and killed him.

Scary stuff…working on wet ditches!

Finally we made it to the end of the day…the water changed for the last time until first light.

 

It was time to watch a little TV, rest a spell before bed. to relax.

Boomer lay down beside my chair, while I worked on a needlepoint canvas.

The day finally …. finally coming to an end.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda