As any of you in multiple canine households know, saving room for the humans on the couch is a rarity. So imagine the hu-dad’s surprise when he walked into the bedroom to discover that Qannik had saved his reading spot for a last chapter or two before bed.
As we have mentioned before, Sibe Quentin extends from the back of the house into the field. We have a large, secure area to enjoy our mountain weather, but, amazingly, the humans built a “no-dog” zone right in the middle of our yard. Yep, they have their own door in and out of the house to a patio with seating. For some odd reason, they thought it might be more relaxing to have an outdoor grilling and eating area without us. The nerve.
Anyway, this outdoor area also includes a grill. A grill in a fenced-in area surrounded by us. Oh, my, that is what we mean by a grilling distraction. And the hu-dad cranked it up for the first time this season.
We have often told you about how the senior girls – Natasha and Kiska – are in charge of security. But that leaves the question as to the role of the male senior, the Super Q-Tip. As always, pictures are the best way to explain things around Chez Herd.
Our weather yesterday was cold, windy and rainy – with a little sleet and snow mixed in just for fun. We wanted things to either get warmer and drier, or the temperatures drop and give us snow. Either way, we expected the hu-dad to do something about it.
With our RV weekend over, we had to return to our regular working duties. We are, after all, a working breed. Our primary task is the supervision of the hu-dad while he does busyness at his desk. And, of course, we have a supervisor’s chair.
After we posted about our RV trip this past weekend, we had a couple of readers ask about our RV setup for maximum canine comfort and safety. Please join us for a little tour inside the S-RV (Siberian Recreational Vehicle).
The bunk bed crates are for sleeping only. We would need something more substantial for safe traveling. Besides, we like our travel set up better for more openness:
We have explained before (here and here) how Typhoon likes to pick-up water bottles during our walks. Yesterday, we knew he was being very quiet during a walk when we realized he had something in his mouth again – but not a water bottle.
As the saying goes, “If the shoe fits Typhoon’s mouth, at least he is quiet.”
Woo-hoo! We convinced the hu-dad to go RVing at Big Ridge State Park just north of Knoxville, Tennessee. The S-RV (that would be Siberian Recreational Vehicle for our newer readers) needs de-winterizing and cleaning for the season, so the hu-dad decided to do a shake-down weekend. And we convinced him to go to one of our most-liked parks so we can go hiking and visit with one of our favorite rangers (Hey, Ranger Sarah!). We will post more tomorrow, but hu-dad claims he is busy getting things set-up. In the meantime, here we are enjoying one of the best pastimes – hanging out in the campsite!
Chuckling – Notice that the hu-dad has us all set up, but doesn’t even have any of his furniture set up for his comfort. Yes, he has his priorities right – take care of us first!
The early part of the week may have been raw, cold and wet, but our weather is turning sunny and warm. Might be just the time for planning a weekend adventure.
Several weeks ago, we posted about Typhoon’s amazing Suppertime Dance. And then, yesterday, we posted the picture below of him dancing around the yard.
So the question is does he have legs or springs – or springs in his legs?