After ever so long.
I woke up.
No, Handsome the Pheasant.
No, Stewart the Squirrel.
No Stanley, Stewart’s brother.
Just me myself and I.
And it was dark.
Not even a moon in the sky.
ALTHOUGH, Mom would love it out here the stars were scattered hugely up there in the blue velvet of the sky.
I took myself down and got a drink of water, My that tastes good. Then stuck my nose into the air trying to get my bearings.
Oh, I know where I am. I also know how far away the house is and Mom and Dad. What I don’t know is who is out here with me and do I need to be concerned.
I had just started up the little incline heading back toward the four-wheeler road going around the bottom of the new alfalfa field when my nose picked up someone coming toward me.
Then my eyes picked up a big black furry animal with a white strip waddling here and there alongside the alfalfa field.
“OREO!” I hollered.
Oreo the skunk, stopped in alarm. Lifted his tail and flung his body in a circle, always pointing the tail in the direction he thought the danger was coming from.
“STOP! OREO! STOP! It’s me, Boomer!” I bayed at him while making sure I was in front of Oreo not in the back of Oreo.
“Boomer? Boomer, what are you doing up here?” Oreo lowered his tail and I trotted forward.
“Just checking things out, Oreo. Mom and Dad are not doing lots of farming anymore and I got bored. I miss seeing all my friends out here on the farm. Momma Deer and her fawns, Kit and his Mom, the bunnies, Ruth, the Owl, you know, all my friends.” I explained.
Oreo started walking, so I fell in beside him. “Well, I can take you over to where Momma Deer is staying this year. It’s not far from where we are now. As for Kit and the bunnies or Ruth. I’ve not run into any of them for a spell.”
“Although, I have crossed paths with some new coyotes to the farm.”
“COYOTES!” Shudder, shake. “Let’s stay away from them. New coyotes? New coyotes to the farm?” I sat down, bringing my back leg up to my chin I gave my jaw a good scratch. Sure, felt nice.
“Yeah. New to the neighborhood. Three of them. Two males and a female, or is it two females and a male, maybe it’s three females. I’m not sure. I just know they are new and looking to take over the farm as their own.
I saw one of the coyotes checking out a snack awhile back. I hid. I didn’t want to have to shoot one and have the other two attack me.”
Oreo waddled on totally unconcerned about coyotes.
“Well, if you want to see Momma Deer you had better come with me. She’s not far from us now.” Oreo turned his head over his shoulder and gave me a stare.
“Oh. Right On! I’m right there with you.”
We trotted on into the night. Oreo and I.