Well, darn! Everything is drying up: the ground, the weeds (they are supposed to, but still, the air and most of all the COW PIES! Darn it!
You see once the cow pies dry up they are NASTY to eat—like eating sawdust right off one of the logs Dad cuts up for firewood.
PHOOEY! Spit, hack, and cough!!!
Mom says GOOD! Dad just laughs. And here is a little secret…even if it were to rain and snow the cow pies will never be good to snack on again.
So with the cow pies dried up there really hasn’t been much for me to do—I hang out Mom getting fire wood, out in the shop with Mom and Dad, and go for a couple of walks a day on the farm with Mom.
Mom likes to go for walks. I like to go with Mom…I keep her safe. Well, really I keep her company.
We like to walk together, Mom and me. Sometimes Mindy goes with us, but sometimes not. Mom likes it both ways, but if Mindy goes we only go ¼ of a mile, if she doesn’t go we go a mile or better…all is good if you ask me.
So off we went. Mindy was in the house curled up on the sofa next to the wood burning stove, Dad was in town doing something he calls business, which left Mom and me to go for a LONG walk!
I stayed with Mom a long time…sniffing here and there, we ran into the equines—Mom gave Lady the Mule an apple she cut up and Romeo the Paint Horse two carrots. Romeo does NOT like apples. Lady likes apples and carrots, but Mom tries to be fair and give the apple to Lady and the carrots to Romeo so they both feel special.
Then we moved on down the field leaving the equines behind munching on weeds, corn stalks and stuff.
Suddenly I caught a whiff of———————-
I was off…leaving Mom in the dust. I jumped over the now empty canal and raced into the weeds on the opposite side
I looked back once saw Mom was turning around and never gave Mom a thought again.
Running with all my muscles in super-fast mode I peeled down the canal bank in hot pursuit of
Kit yipped a couple of barks at me then took off even faster
The RACE was on!
Streaming through the weeds and grasses as fast as my beagle legs could carry me I hurried to catchup with Kit!
Then we were on the road heading back TOWARD Mom whom I noticed had made it back down to the farm equipment storage area.
I saw Mom slide over behind the spare-parts combine and just stand there.
About that time Kit was zooming faster than the speed of light heading right toward where Mom was hiding. I put on my brakes
SCREEECH!!!!!!!! Sat down with my tail wagging, thinking this was going to be good, Kit was going to run RIGHT by Mom.
I wondered if they were going to scare each other.
I sat there waiting, watching…Kit kept on running…Mom stayed right where she was not moving a muscle…then Kit was by and
Nobody scared anybody.
Oh, well. It was a good race. I bayed at Kit: “YOU WIN!!”
Way on up the field by the new culvert Kit finally stopped and yipped back, “I’ll stop and talk next…if your human isn’t there.”
Then he was gone, vanishing into the drain ditch and out of sight.
I howled back—“SOUNDS GOOD!”
Then Mom was there giving me hugs and pats… “Wow, Boomer! That was cool.” I don’t always get to see the fox. Thank you for scaring him up for me.”
Well…I didn’t really scare him up, Kit only let us see him because he wanted us to see him. How do you tell a human something like that? So I gave Mom a kiss on the cheek, plus a big goofy grin.
“Let’s go in, Boomie”, Mom said. She had a huge smile on her face.
My tail wagged just as happily as Mom’s face smiled.