The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Waiting! I’m Good at Waiting, Friday, October 18, 2019

Hello!  It’s Me, Mindy-Lou, Min-Min, Kit-Cat Brown.  Today is MY day to visit with you!

It seems like I do lots of waiting.

Well, first I have to walk about and do some hunting.  Then I wait.

I hide and wait for that skittery mouse to come rushing past me…then I leap and the wait is over!

I have to be very careful outside now…a pack of coyotes is back.  I have seen them as I wait in the shadows.  When I see them I wait and wait then I run as fast as I can to safety.

Coyotes EAT cats!

Sometimes I go for a walk in the dark, with Mom and Boomer. But also, sometimes Mom puts me in the house where I wind-up waiting for them to get back.

I always do my best to be there for Dad

(and Mom) but DAD first!

But the hardest waiting comes when I have to wait for everyone to come back from a four-wheeler excursion.

I refuse to ride, although, Mom has asked me.

So, I suppose, the very best thing I do is waiting. Then pouncing, and —oh, mom says I can’t explain the next part of crunching.  Oh! Yes, I’m also pretty good at spitting up fur balls, but Mom says I can’t talk about that either.

Mindy Kit-Cat Brown.  (I love how I have a family name now!)

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Off on an Adventure Sherlock Boomer Chapter One

I know! I know!  Mom told me I was getting way too old to go about sleuthing. Or searching for lost friends. Or just plain wandering around on the farm without Mom close by.

BUT

I am bored!

I mean really, really bored!

Yes, I know I can go for walks with Mom.

And I do.

I go everywhere she goes and I come back with her also.

But — I mean geez.  It’s been a long time since I walked over to the equipment area by myself.

You see I have to go by myself because all my friends hide when Mom comes with me.

Anyway, while Mom and I were sleuthing for photos to take, I sidetracked Mom and took off!

I just left her.  I use to leave her all the time when she and Dad were changing the water, but I can’t do that anymore.

Well, I could, but Mom and Dad don’t change water all the time like they used to so there just isn’t a chance for me to go exploring W.I.T.H.O.U.T Mom!

I waited for Mom to settle herself down on a log over by the equipment area, put the camera to her eye—-“I hope I can get some good photos of animals that live here, Boomie.” She said. I whapped the tip of my tail waiting and waiting for Mom to forget to keep tabs on me.

When I thought I was going to have to wait FOREVER I saw Stanley.

Stanley the Squirrel.  Stanley moved all his nuts and seeds over here when he figured out there were lots of other squirrels to play with.  Stewart, Stanley’s twin brother went with Stanley so our farmyard is now squirrel less.

Which is rather boring, I might say.

Anyway, I saw Stanley and motioned him to come over.

“HEY, Boomer! Wow!  You are here! How cool is that!  I haven’t seen you for a squirrels’ age!”  Stanley jumped up and down in front of me and grabbed me by my long soft beagle ears.  “Gosh, is it ever good to see you!”

“Wait! Wait! Stanley…. slow down.  Can you do me a favor?

“Sure, you just name it and I will do it.”  Stanley jumped up on my back, then scampered over the other side, “What ya need, Boomer?”

“See my Mom over there…sitting on the log peering carefully into the trees and the equipment?”

“Yes,” Stanley replied.

“Run over there and play on the equipment and let Mom take a photo of you.  She will take lots of photos and put you on her computer then your photo will go way, way out into outer space and you will be FAMOUS!”

“Cool!” Stanley said. “I’ll do it! I’m off to become outer of the space famous!”

I watched Stanley scamper and skitter over to the equipment area.  Then I saw Mom slowly, slowly raise her camera to her eye, click, click…

Perfect!

Mom was smitten and busy.

Now off I go to check out what is happening on the farm and to see how my friends are doing.

 

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— On a Walk with Mom

Mom picked up Mindy and headed into the house with her.  “Stay inside, Min-Min.  Beaglie and I are going for a walk and you really can’t come this time. I promise you we will all go for a walk later on today…you, me, dad and Boomer.”

Dad headed up to do something or other at the pasture in the Upper End

The storm clouds were finally moving away from the farm

Mom and I headed off…Mom with her camera and me with my very clever Beagle nose.

I scared up a pheasant for Mom

Not once but twice!  Mom gave me lots of pats for that, “Pheasants are really hard to get a photo of, Thank you, Boomer!”

Over at the equipment area, Mom and I saw a Chipmunk

He or she was eating something

Then he or she, or she or he saw us and scampered off

We walked on, over the hill, on to the fire road hill, then down the trail on the COYOTE HILL…I hate that hill!

But Mom doesn’t know that’s COYOTE HILL, only animals know that—people don’t seem to know much about animals and hangouts.

There we saw another (or the same) pheasant.  Mom was delighted!

We walked a long time, then headed over to the Look Out Hill and Mom saw a squirrel

When Mom and I walked back to the equipment area we saw a Quail where the chipmunk had been

Then we headed home

On the way we met Dad he was coming back from making ditches…geez, we must have been gone a long time.

Later that afternoon I helped Mom and Dad gather up fence posts for her gardens. (Mom puts up fences to keep the chickens out of her garden beds.)

 

Life is good!

All Mom has to do is call my name and I’m ready to go!

Boomer

 

 

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— What’s Happened with the Coyote

Mom started wondering what happened with the coyote…

no longer has she seen signs of coyote in the yard

or on the game camera she put on the little trail the coyote seemed to be using crossing the long, long lane and through the lawn to get to where my dog houses were.

SO…. Mom and I took down the game camera and hopped on the four-wheeler.

 

Off we went way over where the equipment is stored on the other side of the farm. Where I jumped off and searched the ground thoroughly for news.

Humm.

Yep…coyotes.

Now, Mom doesn’t know if one of these coyotes is THE coyote coming onto the yard, but at least there are no longer signs of coyote on the grass or the road or around any of the buildings; it just might be safe to say the coyote has moved on and joined a pack.

At least that is what Mom and I want to think.

Boomer

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

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Those Darn Horses

Dad, Mom and I went on the four-wheelers to check the Upper End (I didn’t see Kit Fox, or Momma Fox are any of my friends ☹) and the Back Forty.

Mom was pretty excited to see all the Sand Hill Cranes up there, but I didn’t see any of my friends.

We didn’t see any coyotes either…. which is a VERY good thing.

But we did see T’Ata and Glory Bee

Although, I don’t know if that was a good thing or not.

I am truly not fond of HORSE KISSES!!!

Boomer

(I barked at T’Atat, but she ignored me!  Humph!)

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Blue Birds

Mom and I went out last night sorta kinda early.  Mom wanted to go before the snow came in, so out we went.

Just Mom and I.  Mom told Mindy she had to stay inside.

We saw a raccoon. That was all.

Then when we started to come back in it started snowing.

Mom built up the fire then we headed to our beds.

It’s still snowing today.

Mom says Spring is still coming because she saw TWO (2) different flocks of Rocky Mountain Bluebirds in the last three days—

first the Red-Winged Blackbirds and now the Rocky Mountain Bluebirds…YAY!

Mom danced a jig.  I just twirled around her while she danced…jigs are too hard on old dogs.  Just say’n. (Mom also told me that THIS YEAR she wants to get a photo of the Bluebirds…I hope she does.)

“And still the earth is cold and white,

And mead and forest yet are bare;

But there’s something in the light

That says the germ of life is there.”—Jane Goodwin Austin

Spring is coming Soon!

Boomer

 

In the Harsh Wind of a Forever Winter Day—Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Even though the wind was terrible, blowing everything sideways and so chilling one thought the Arctic had suddenly slipped down to gather on the farm

The shadows were still beautiful

Shrinking and thinning as the sun rose higher and higher in the sky

The snow clouds fled and what snow was in the sky never stayed

But the joy of the whole day was this photo!

Finally a beautiful photo of the Red-Winged Blackbirds!  Finally!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Moon Walk

Mom and I took a walk in the moonlight…that beautiful wonderful silver moonlight!

Mom LOVES walking in the moonlight.

Mindy didn’t go, she was sleeping next to Dad when Mom and I got up and went outside around one in the morning.

It’s still warm here, but cooling down rapidly in the night.  It’s quite cold by morning.

But one o’clock is not bad…work jacket cold.

So off we went…just Mom and I.

On our way past the cornfield, we ran into a buck…well, actually we scared him.  He was sleeping at the edge of the field, near the irrigation ditch.  Up he jumped!  Mom’s camera caught him in the light of the moon and a little star next to the moon.

“Cool!” Mom exclaimed.

I just kept on sniffing around and down the road.  Although, I do stay close to Mom anymore…elderly now you see.

Mom doesn’t make me stay close, I just want too.

We walked around the big cornfield then crossed down the ditch between the little corn field and the big corn field and ran into TWO bucks.

MOM was very careful to be very still so she could get a couple of photos of them.

I was very still also.  That camera thing is really important to mom.

Flash!

Good job!

Of course, the deer scrambled away.

We started back home, just Mom and I, nothing much happening when Mom stopped took a photo and started RUNNING!

I ran with her, all big grins and floppy ears.

I wonder what made Mom run?

Oh, well, I will probably never know.

Still, the running was fun!

Boomer

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Catching UP

Well, it seems like I need to do some catching up.  Well, not me, but you.  Well not you catching me up, but me catching you up.

It’s still terribly dry here.


And the wind blows every day, —- still.

The deer are enjoying the corn.

They like corn just like Mom and Dad.

The coyotes eat the corn also.  There isn’t anything a coyote won’t eat —-just say’n.

The Barn Swallows are doing a real good job of keeping the mosquitoes gone.  They are on another batch of little kids so they eat lots of flying bugs.  Mom and Dad and Mindy and I think that is a VERY GOOD THING!

The very busy raccoons are coming into the yard all the time.  They robbed Mom’s tomato patch the other night and had a huge feast.

So, Mom covered up the watermelon hoping to protect the three which are left. (One was eaten and Mom said it wasn’t even ripe.)

Freddy Fox comes to see me every so often.  He is shy and won’t come around if Mom is out on a walk with me…but I see him and give him tag wags.

The other night we almost ran into a skunk.  Mom was extremely careful.  She called me back to her and made me walk with her into the cornfield where we hid—and Mom took a photo.

That tail went up, up and more up, but nothing came out.  Which was a very good thing.  Mom and I were extremely nervous we were going to get sprayed.

But I guess the big news is Ethie and Dottie don’t live here anymore.  Ethie’s real parents came and got her.  They also took Dottie because Ethie and Dottie were BFF’s now and would have been sad without each other.

Then Mom was sad about not having Ethie and Dottie.  She kept saying that the yard seems empty without chickens.  This went on for several days.

My oldest sister (the one who has my cousin Etta) came up and gave mom TWO young hens.

Little Bit One and Two.  They do everything together. If one turns left the other one does too.  If one runs down the road the other one is right with them.  Mom says they must have been twins.  (Can chickens have twin eggs?  It’s a wonder all eggs look the same to me.)

Anyway, Mom is happy again…two hens to scratch and run in her yard.  I have two hens who like to take naps close to me…and Mindy has two hens who like to chase her.

Mindy is not very happy about that!!!!

Oh!  Have to go!…………….

It’s UPS TRUCK TIME!

Boomer