“You up, Boomie?”  Mom asked me as she walked into the Living room.  Normally I sleep on the back porch.  I like the back porch, but when the wind blows I always come in and sleep by the wood stove.  Fuzzy didn’t like to sleep by the wood stove ever, said it made him way too hot.   Sometimes I have to have the heat…my fur is rather thin.

Anyway, Mom came by and asked if I was ready to go for a walk, “We can see the Moon, Boomer.  I haven’t seen the moon for a long time.”

“Walk?!?  Sure!  Let’s Go!”  I jumped up and beat Mom outside.  She took way too long putting on her coat and gloves and hat.

“Come on, MOM!!  LET’S GO!”  I waited for her with a huge smile on my face!

Off we went, Mom and I walked through the corrals, opening the gate was easier there.  We scared about 6 cows who were sleeping close to the loafing shed; they didn’t jump up, but they sure were startled.  Mom and I haven’t been walking late at night, because the weather has been so bad.

Off we headed toward the new pipe, that’s not far, maybe a ¼ of a mile…up we went, me sniffing around to see what and who has been moving around in the cows.  (Not many critters, Momma cows are really serious about not letting strange animals come in where they are living.)

Mom kept stopping off and on trying to get a good photo of the moon.  After a while she gave up and we walked back. By that time the air was calm and I was warmed up so I stayed on my big soft comfy bed on the porch.

“You can come sleep by the fire if you want too, Boom” Mom invited.  But I just looked at her and settled down.  ‘No Thanks, Mom.  I’m fine right here.’

Goodnight everyone,

Boomer.