Daily stories of the life of six rescued Siberian Huskies.
After a night of fun, Hurricane Isaias moved north and left our area. Landon inspects the yard and declares everything okay.
Once again, Hu-Dad's evening wine glass has attracted the attention of a Herd of canines, creating what he calls the wine whine.
We started the week with a hurricane and then Hu-Dad tried to catch everything up, so we are struggling with weak Friday office energy.
We have more photos of Typhoon's unusual sleeping positions in the yard, but we suggest you pretend you didn't see this.
Everything was secured around the house and then Hu-Dad suggested we do one final part of hurricane prep... and it involved us.
No, not Typhoon Isaias. We mean His Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey does his Tropical Storm / Hurricane Isaias preparations.
Friday signifies the start of the weekend and should be a moment of levity, but today we must share some of Roscoe's weighty thoughts.
Hu-Dad was concentrating really hard at his desk yesterday so Roscoe and Typhoon decided to be busyness helpers for a day.
Paybacks may be fun, but the saying "revenge is a dish best served cold" reminds us that sometimes it's fun to wait to get even.
Frankie Suave does love his sleeping time, but he says it's important to get a bright morning start to each day.
We hung out on the shaded lower deck yesterday afternoon watching the birds and Roscoe's silly tongue.
Hu-Dad wasn't moving fast enough to let Boom Boom back into the air conditioning which gives us the final word (woo) images of the week.
As the youngest member of The Herd, Roscoe is constantly burning energy with his activities (and the Hu-Dad smiles).
His Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey is a gymnastic master, so talented he can even do it in his sleep.
Our resident town crier has an exciting announcement (and his partner-in-crime appears decidedly uninterested in everything).
Hu-Dad decided to take a break from his busyness at his desk but discovered a guardian at the gate was preventing his escape.