The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— This is Not Good! Not Good at ALL!

“Hey, Boomer!”  Houston barked at me.  “You have a HUGE problem, did you know?”

I hurried to where Houston (Houston is my dog cousin who comes to visit once in a while.  She lives in Alamosa, Colorado most of the time.)

was sniffing here and there up and down the long, long lane to our farm.

“Oh! Yes, I know.  Mom and Dad also know.

Coyote.

FEMALE coyote.  Mom is very concerned.”  I explained to Houston.

“Well, you also have raccoons,” Houston announced.

“Yes, we know,” I replied

“And a fox.  I think it might be Kit, but I don’t really know.”

“You have a huge problem, Boomer…just huge.”

Houston kept on sniffing around here and there.

“And Mom really doesn’t know what to do about it.  She can figure out the raccoons and the fox, but the coyote is a whole different thing.  And a female coyote, which means she probably has a litter of pups somewhere close by and that means a huge need for FOOD!”

So, for now, Mom makes Mindy and I stay inside at night ALL NIGHT LONG and has turned the chicken house into a fort until the whole predator thing (meaning the female coyote) is solved she said we can’t go outside at night.

Until then…

Mindy and I stay inside at night.

Boomer

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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

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Mindy Min-Min Cat-Cat Brown

This is Mindy Min-Min Cat-Cat Brown

You’ve met Mindy before.  She has been with me for a spell now.

We are good friends.

Actually, I’m good friends with lots of animals, but Mindy and I live in the house together.

Well, we come into the house and go out of the house and hang out and do stuff together all the time.

Mindy is a feral cat who decided she wanted a family.  She came to us when she was somewhere around five years old.  So, Mindy must be around 6 or 7 now, Mom isn’t sure.  I’m not sure and Mindy says she doesn’t know or care how old she is…she is just glad to have a family.

Mom lets Mindy into the house when she sits at the door and yowls…which isn’t often, but it does happen.  (Like if it’s raining outside.)

Most of the time Mindy prefers hunting.  Or going with Dad to irrigate, or hang by Mom when she is working in her yard.

Most of the time Mindy wants to be outside!

Sometimes Mindy and I take walks together, but not often.

She thinks I have some pretty strange friends…friends she considers ‘un-safe-for-cats’.

She also thinks I have some friends that might be good for her tummy.  I don’t let her come with me when I visiting THOSE friends.

So anyway…Here is My Best Cat friend…Mindy. She is lots and lots of fun!

(Oh, by the way…that cut on her lip was from when she was a lot younger and a big bird in the sky tried to eat her.  Mindy said she got away by the skin of her lip.)

Boomer Beaglie Brown

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— The Game I Hate

I go with Mom and Dad to do the water, all the time, I mean we go ALL the time.

There is still lots of trash in the water…

sticks, weeds, corn leaves,

things like that.  And if it blows…the wind, not the water…there is even more trash.

I ride on the back of the four-wheeler, mom driving,

Dad leading the way to change water and check the screens for trash!

WHEE!  Bay!  HOWL!!!  JOY!!!!

At night, although I sleep inside, I go outside randomly to see what’s happening here and there and everywhere.

I sometimes go by myself, and sometimes with Mom—Mom and I take a walk at least once a night.

We are always doing something.

Mindy and I do ‘stuff’ together also.  She likes to rub her whole body under my chin purring the whole time. Or taking naps together.

But the thing I hate worse than anything there is in the whole-wide everything…is the  CATCH THE KITTY game!

Which means…Mindy, Min-Min Lou comes up to me, rubs me under the chin, walks off like she wants me to follow her…

then gets that playful look on her face, (she knows I coming right behind…I mean like, get real…I’m right there ready to go exploring with her) and

she raises her back into an arch…then leaps up and runs off.  I give chase, she runs faster.  Finally, I stop.

She looks back and collapses on the ground– rolling around in the dirt with laughter.  She knows I can NOT ever run fast enough to CATCH THE KITTY!

Believe me…this is NOT a nice game!

Boomer

 

A Walk in Tranquility—Thursday, October 12, 2017

The storms have left (for a spell, anyway).

The mornings now wake to bright October sun, frost laying heavy in the indigo-blue of the shadows and as thick sparkling shards of light everywhere else.

This is all good for the drying stems of corn,

And the bright yellow/gold ears hanging down toward the ground (harvest will start sometime in November or December for our corn–fingers crossed!)

The corn fields are still visited regularly

Providing food and shelter in the rustling leaves

The night world is busy…ever so busy

The wild creatures fill the space between dark and light

 Always on the search for food

Boomie and I and Mindy-cat walk along ever so silently — along the farm roads by the drying corn.  Listening to the music of the rustling of the rustling corn leaves and watching for

Those creatures who live on this bountiful and blessed farm!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

Out and About—-Thursday, December 1, 2016

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Min-Min hunting for those tasty little morsels called MICE!

checking-things-outA raccoon making sure the isn’t something yummy in the trash can

Sammy SmilingSammy sitting by the woodstove toasting his fur

look-outAnd that lovable little beagle looking for things hidden in the grasses.

Out and about…always something to see and do!

Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,

Linda

 

When Out on the Farm—Thursday, November 17, 2016

‘Twas the night before Yesterday, when out in the farm
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A tiny young deer came looking, looking
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She was walking so softly, so softly with care,
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Her Momma had said be gone —not  here;
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Being lonely, so lonely she came searching, searching wanting to be fed;
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When out next to the trash can there arose such a clatter,
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Boomer sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
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Away, away out the back door he flew
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Scaring a raccoon so lively and quick.
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And then, in a twinkling, the tiny young hooves
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Following the raccoon with hooves that go click!

Love,

Linda

P.S.  We think the Momma deer has told this young doe it’s time to leave.  She is very determined to hang around our farm house and in the farm yard (there go all my flowers, but oh, well).  Terry thinks come spring she will move back up to the Upper End or over by the equipment.  Until then she is determined to hang around here.  Really not very afraid of Boomer.  She is afraid of the lights suddenly turning on.

P. P. S.S.  A pretty bad poem. Chuckle!

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-Just Say’n

When the little kids were here they brought all three of their cats AND Hank Puff with them….oh, yes, and four fish.  They were bringing all these critters because they were moving from Craig, Colorado to Battlement Mesa, Colorado.

The little kids and all the critters stayed with us and their Aunt Shannon, my oldest sister.

Well, wouldn’t you know it one of the cats bolted out the door at Shannon’s and became….lost!

After days and days of looking for O’Malley, setting a live trap in the garage at Shannon’s the looking for O’Malley had to stop.  Either the cat was lost or didn’t want to be found.

We are all sad.

Then a week ago today (Friday) something tried to break into the front porch of our house (around mid-night)…climbed right up the screen door and rattled it mightily.  Scared Mom right out of the bed.

Off and on throughout the night, this someone tried to climb into the front porch of the house, Sammy and I sat up a stern watch protecting the place.  Well, really, Sammy the cat and I slept through the whole thing.

The next morning Mom and Dad decided to set a live trap to capture whoever it is trying to break in; thinking it might be O’Malley, since she hung-out up here for several days before being taken down to Aunt Shannon’s.

Mom baited the trap with yummy canned cat food, set the trap and proceeded to wait.

I, Sherlock Boomer, took it upon myself to find O’Malley and bring her home to the kids.

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The second night I patrolled the long lane from our house to the mailbox….nothing.

Flee-1Just one of the deer skittering through.

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On the third night I headed out toward the Butler Bins…I had smelled some pretty interesting smells out there…raccoons.  I didn’t tell Mom it was raccoons…one never knows, raccoons are very clever at breaking into things.  Maybe it was one of them trying to get into the house.

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The fourth day Mom changed out the canned cat food.  Then Mom, Dad, and I headed up to Olathe, Colorado to get some parts for Dad’s pressure washer.

I scanned the world looking for O’Malley.

Nothing.

I did see dogs along the way; we had some great barks at each other.

The fifth day—nothing

In-the-cageThe sixth day—I took care of the cat food.
Boomer

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-Stuff

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My days are pretty much just rolling along.  We are starting to see little vines and flower buds on the pinto beans.  I could care less, but Mom and Dad think it’s a HUGE deal.  I just wag my tail and agree with them.

Baby-CornThe baby corn is popping up on the corn stalks.  If I move through the corn rows I come out will corn pollen on me.  Dad says this is a scary time for corn, the deer like to eat the silk.  If they eat the silk the corn won’t make.  Dad always gets really worried about this time of year.  Mom says it’s our 10% tithe.

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The fox and the raccoon are helping Mom clean up all the apricots.  Fox can climb trees, did you know that?  So can raccoons.  We have two trees they climb up, to the very top, and get those little apricot fruit Mom can’t reach.

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Mom says we share here…works for her and works for them.  Also works for me, because I get to sniff all the news when they are on the farm and in the farm yard!

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Mom, Dad, Sammy-Sam, and I sit outside and watch all the hummingbirds every evening.

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We have four pair of Rufus Hummingbirds this year…Mom is really excited.  She says she counted about 30 little hummers.  I don’t get Mom’s excitement, it’s just part of the birds who live on our place.
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Now what I find exciting is FOOTPRINTS in the mud!  THAT is exciting!

On-Guard-Duty

Boomer

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—News of Our Work

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We are finishing up lots of things now…Lots of stuff.

I love this time of year!  There is Always something to do…sorta like spring.  Only opposite.  In the spring we are ‘putt’n stuff in the ground’ and in the fall we are taking stuff OFF the ground. 🙂

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So far we’ve had really pretty nice weather…blue skies and slight breezes.  Keeps the heat and the bugs off a dog.  And er, my people also.

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We are still irrigating…that’s the best part for me.

Corn-Tunnel I sniff out the news in the corn tunnels,

Skin

check for interesting things in the alfalfa field….I saw where a snake shed its skin.  Looked like a pretty big snake to me!

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The raccoons keep coming in my yard at night.  I chase them off…there is NO room for a raccoon in our yard…they can have the whole farm, but NOT my yard!

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I like to run as fast as I can in the fields…I don’t know a dog out there that doesn’t like to run and feel his ears flapping on his head…makes a dog feel free!

Scout-and-WillowMy sister, Shannon, has a new member to her family…Scout, the pinto horse.  He is really a neat horse…although, I AM a tad afraid of him…I’ve never been around a horse IN MY LIFE!   Now Willow, one of Shannon’s cats, LOVES Scout…they do all sorts of things together…I like to hover way over there (somewhere Not close) and just watch…Scout seems so BIG!

Net-Web

We have a cool spider in the yard…it makes a NET for a web.  I haven’t seen the spider yet, but I keep looking.

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The bean harvest is done.  We are still chasing water’, as Fuzzy used to say,

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Fuzzy lives over the rainbow bridge now, Mom and I still miss him loads.

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I have the bestest life in the whole wide world!  Running Free, riding on the four-wheeler with Mom, gathering news, gosh, just so many great things to do every day!

Boomer