News from the Free Range and the middle of the night
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2017 10:53 pm
My girls next door have a new baby brother! Not a chicken baby, but a real human tiny person with two legs instead of four. I've only seen him through the fence, but he looks like he could use a good body guard like me, too. I will be keeping a close eye on him. I am hoping that he won't have to go away to a farm for becoming a boy like Lucille did when she grew into a rooster. My mom says there are different rules for human babies, so I'm keeping my toes crossed.
Closer to home, I'm still missing BeBe a lot. My mom is nice, but she is a terrible tug-of-war player. She says we will get a new dog or puppy when we find the right one, but that may not be for another month or two. I found a picture I liked of a dog who was living at the pound. His name was Marley, just like my BFF Mr. Marley from this board! But, he got himself adopted in a couple of days, before I could get my mom out there.
Late at night is when I think about BeBe the most. I remain particularly impressed by her noteworthy ninja skills, and I'm sorry she didn't teach them to me. As you may remember, she could make herself invisible at night, and she could move around inside or out without making any sound whatsoever. She could do another amazing thing that I might never have mentioned. She could climb or jump on the bed without anybody noticing. The mattress didn't even quiver. Since this usually happened at night when she was invisible and silent, I don't know whether she slithered up like a snake or floated in the air and drifted down like a feather. (My mom says that when I get on the bed, it's more like a bowling ball in search of a ten-pin.)
Anyway, sometimes I will wake up in the middle of the night, and it's so dark I can't see anything. No matter how hard I concentrate on careful listening, I can't hear anything but silence. That makes me think, "Hey, there's BeBe! She must be checking to make sure we're okay." That makes me feel better.
Closer to home, I'm still missing BeBe a lot. My mom is nice, but she is a terrible tug-of-war player. She says we will get a new dog or puppy when we find the right one, but that may not be for another month or two. I found a picture I liked of a dog who was living at the pound. His name was Marley, just like my BFF Mr. Marley from this board! But, he got himself adopted in a couple of days, before I could get my mom out there.
Late at night is when I think about BeBe the most. I remain particularly impressed by her noteworthy ninja skills, and I'm sorry she didn't teach them to me. As you may remember, she could make herself invisible at night, and she could move around inside or out without making any sound whatsoever. She could do another amazing thing that I might never have mentioned. She could climb or jump on the bed without anybody noticing. The mattress didn't even quiver. Since this usually happened at night when she was invisible and silent, I don't know whether she slithered up like a snake or floated in the air and drifted down like a feather. (My mom says that when I get on the bed, it's more like a bowling ball in search of a ten-pin.)
Anyway, sometimes I will wake up in the middle of the night, and it's so dark I can't see anything. No matter how hard I concentrate on careful listening, I can't hear anything but silence. That makes me think, "Hey, there's BeBe! She must be checking to make sure we're okay." That makes me feel better.