Mom, Boomer and I went for a walkabout.
That means we walked to the cross over ditch. Mom won’t go much further because she thinks I will get lost on the farm. Then we walked down the long lane to the county road; then home, again, home, again, we trod.
Out by the grain bin, we saw a FOX! Boomer ran up to say “Hi!” but the fox ran off.
Fast! Faster than an old/ancient beagle can run. Of course, Mom was yelling at Boomer to “COME HERE! Boomer, come back”!
The fox could have run off because of Mom and her loud voice. Don’t ya think?
Then when we went for a walk down the long, long lane to the road, Mom made all of us turn around and RUN back toward the house as fast as possible.
Mom didn’t yell this time.
She just turned around and RAN!
After all that excitement, Mom picked me up, opened the back door, told Boomer to get in the house and that was it.
Run over!
Walk over!
Finished!
Mindy Kit-cat Brown
