Sammy-Sam the cat | Life on a Colorado Farm

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.

The 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.

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.

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!

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

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.

Now what I find exciting is FOOTPRINTS in the mud! THAT is exciting!

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Sammy-Sam the cat …

every day and all night he patrols the farm. He used to go way over to Misty’s and check out everything over there, but last winter he ate a poisoned mouse and just hasn’t felt like tackling that huge long walk anymore.

Of course, age is creeping up on him…he turned 13 this year. Still Sammy-Sam does a good job of gathering news and information from around the farm buildings and the house.

Dad-–Dad went up to the Upper End to check to see if any Aliens had landed. Mom, Fuzzy and I went along. Mom checked out the drain ditch and Dad walked to the end of the irrigation ditch.

Fuzzy guarded the Four-Wheelers…his job was to make sure we had our rides to get out of there if the Aliens were around.

Robin—Robin sang out his report that The Aliens could be found out by the haystack.

Dad and the two little girls hurried as fast as their legs could carry them. Who wouldn’t like to see a Alien…young, old or in-between?

Squirrel-gossiped to me, Boomer-Reporter-at-Large— that squirrels are going extinct and scientists have now put them on the “endangered species” list. He says by the end of this week Squirrels will be extinct so Fuzzy and I cannot, he repeated NOT chase him or his friends. The world would be a very dreary place without squirrels.