no babies yet | Life on a Colorado Farm

Boy, do I love the snow!!! I sometimes just go outside and SIT in the snow. Sometimes I LAY in the snow…and sometimes I like to hunt in the snow.

Here Boom and I are looking for mice. Mice love to tunnel under the snow and creep close to our dog houses! They think they can nab dog food, but Mom keeps the dog food in the house on the back porch next to our water bowls. She says that keeps the critters out of the food and the ice off the water.

The cows have been munching and munching all day and all night and they are still at it. That is a sure sign even more snow is coming our way.

You see cows know…they know if there is too much of a storm they won’t get to eat, they will just stay hunkered down in the hollows and under the brush waiting for the storm to mosey on out of here. While they are waiting they will peacefully be chewing their cuds.

Until then they eat and eat and eat.

No babies yet…last year the first one popped out on Valentine’s Day. Maybe that will happen again this year…we will just wait and see.

Until then Boomer and I have lots of mice to try and catch (before the snow comes) and we go inside to help Mom and Dad out.

See ya Next Week,

Fuzzy

Over here, Boomer, I smell two of them!

It snowed last night. Little tiny drops of snow that pelted your hide as you walked to and fro behind Mom while she worked.

Mom had to put up Tommy and the hens they were stupidly staying outside getting pelted on…and wet…and wetter. Fuzzy and I tried to help.

Ummm Fuzzy tried to help, me not so much. Well, yes I did— I see my job as staying right behind Mom wherever she is. Fuzzy tries to help herd the poultry to the poultry house, but he can’t sometimes see where they are going so he just stands there in crouch mood.

Oh, well, works for me. It must work for Mom because she doesn’t get upset at Fuzzy. I guess that means we are a good working team—Mom, Fuzzy and ME! J

Today is the last day of January 2014. The 31^st day! Even if it’s snowing outside and the day is all one color—- a grayish whitish color it is still 10 hours and 12 minutes long!! The first day of January the day was only 9 hours and 30 minutes long…THINGS ARE IMPROVING!!!

Now what I wanted to tell you about is this: Mom brought us some bones from the grocery store when she went to town yesterday morning. Yummy bones with some meat and sweet rich fat on them!

Fuzzy and I chomped down as fast as we could so nothing or no one else could get ‘OUR BONES”!

We were about done eating when Mom came out and asked us to go for a walk with her to check on the cows…I still had a little bit left to go so I took it with me.

Fuzzy left his back in his dog house.

Not me. No sireee. I’ve had Shannon turn up with all the dog cousins, or Hank walk over, or even Fuzzy sneak around and GET MY BONE!

So I took it with me!

Slurp, slobber, drool.

But, while Mom was getting the gate, I, well, decided a really long walk with a super nice bone wouldn’t be a good idea. I might lay it down somewhere then forget where I put it and some coyote, wild dog, or that fox will get my bone.