TUESDAY TAIL TALE: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

RICK AND MAYA BARLEY DARTS

I’m Maya and this is my boy!  And guess what?  Tomorrow’s his birthday.  He’s much older than I am, so be kind.  In dog years, he’ll be 99!  But, I still think he looks pretty good for his age, don’t you?  Anyway, he’s got his job and I’ve got mine.  And even though we have a long-distance relationship these days, we stay in touch.  So, here’s my shout out to him:  Happy Birthday!  I hope you have a howling good time.  Paws and kisses.  Love, Maya.

TUESDAY TAIL TALE: SELFIES

ELIZA AND SHAE PHOTO BOMB 2018

 

As you can tell, I’m Eliza the Brown Swiss.  I was in the middle of my first selfie, when the boss photo bombed me.  But, I wasn’t upset about it.  In fact, we both had a good laugh.  Then I threatened to share it with the world.  The boss didn’t think that was funny.  But, I did!  And I’m still laughing…

TUESDAY TAIL TALE: CHESTER

RABBIT CHESTER 2017 BARLEY DARTS

Back off!  Just keep your distance and we’ll get along fine.  I’m new around here.  The name’s Chester.  Frankly, I don’t care who you are or what you do, so long as you stay out my business.  And right now, that business is snow removal.  ‘Course I don’t mind working hard.  A guy’s got to eat, you know?  And there’s some fine dining under that protective blanket.  But, it’s mine and it’s time you best be moving along.  Go find your own food.

FRIDAY FRONTIER: TRIGGERS

K PIC 1 BARLEY DARTS

 

It always amazes me how certain sights, sounds, or smells can trigger a memory of people, places, or events from many years ago.  Such was the case last night.  (First, I must say that I’m getting soft in my aging years, as I have allowed the dogs to spend their nights inside the house.)  We had just gone to bed, lights were out, and you could’ve heard a pin drop.  All of a sudden, there was a loud, crunching sound.  It was coming from the dog’s bed, which was at the foot of our bed.  It wasn’t a destructive crunch, but it sounded like the dog was chewing something that was very crisp.

The light switch was flipped and Shae peered over the side of the bed.  She found the dog munching on one of our freshly dug potatoes.

 

POTATO BASKET BARLEY DARTS

 

The dog had helped himself to the potato basket.  You wouldn’t believe how crunchy and noisy a crisp, raw potato can be.  And that was the trigger!  My mind instantly raced back in time; 40 years or so…

Growing up, my brother Daryl and I shared a bedroom.  There was a small closet in it that we used as a fort.  As with most young boys with forts, there has to be food involved.  As we were trying to go to sleep one night, we could hear a mouse munching on some forgotten crackers in our “fort”.  It’s amazing how noisy a little mouse and a cracker can be, all night long.

So, the next night, as we headed upstairs to bed, we had a piece of cheese with us.  We figured if that mouse was still hungry, he could eat something quiet.  That way, we could go to sleep like good, little boys are supposed to do.  After a couple of nights of feeding the mouse, Mom found out what we were doing.  The free lunch program came to a screeching halt.  Although the mouse did receive one more meal, it cost him his life.

Last night, as the dog continued to crunch his potato, I laid there thinking happy thoughts of a simpler time.  When I awoke this morning, there was no evidence of any left over potato.  But tonight, I may just put some marshmallows in the potato bin!

 

TUESDAY TAIL TALE: CORN DOGS!

Did someone say corn?

 

MAYA CORN 1

 

What corn?!

 

MAYA CORN 2

 

Gotcha where I want ya…

 

SHEBA CORN 1

 

Now I’m gonna eat ya!

 

SHEBA CORN 2

 

A little bite here and a little bite there…

 

TIMBER CORN 1

 

A little bite everywhere!

 

TIMBER CORN 2

 

What’s your dog’s favorite way to eat corn on the cob?

TUESDAY TAIL TALE: TIMBER & FENCING

Whew!  Fencing is hard work.  Thanks to me, the bosses got the perimeter of the hay field done.  Now, the horses have extra pasture.  You should’ve seen them run and kick up their heels.  I mean the horses, not the bosses.  I doubt the bosses could run at their age.  Anyway, the horses acted like they’d never seen grass before.  Guess it’s just always greener on the other side.

Yeah, I don’t know what the homestead would do without me.  I’ve covered a lot of territory this summer.  Sounds like we’ll be fencing again this weekend.  Got a couple of one acre lots to subdivide.  The bosses said something about rotating pigs.  Unfortunately, I don’t think it has anything to do with eating roast pork.  Darn!  Just the thought of it makes my mouth water.

By the way, you see that picture down there?  That’s MY insulator being installed!  Personally, I thought it looked kind of off-center.  What do you think?  Man, I hope the boss man finally got it straight.  Nothing worse than crooked fence posts and insulators.  After all, my reputation is at stake.

KEITH FENCING INSULATOR 2017 BARLEY DARTS