A team of misbehaving Siberian Huskies, known as The Thundering Herd for the sound as they approach, and their hapless humans.
Today's Thundering Herd Story
Resistance is Futile
The younger boys of The Herd are boisterous personalities, each in their own unique ways. Frankie Suave, however, is quieter in his style. Don’t confuse that reserved approach with a lack of clarity about his wants. When he turns his focus—and those big brown eyes—on the Hu-Dad, resistance is futile.
Read Full Story
Visit Millerton, a fictional small town near Asheville NC, via D.K. Wall's novels. Ordinary people. Extraordinary events.
This Week's Thundering Herd Special Features
Monday Musing
Weekly thoughts from our Hu-Dad with the latest updates on his writing projects, the books he's reading, and a gratuitous dog photo of us.
Choosing Snowstorms Over Hurricanes
January 16, 2022
After our two-year experiment of living on the coast, we are back in our beloved mountains choosing snowstorms over hurricanes.
Way Back Wednesday
Each week, we reach back into our vault of over 4,500 previous posts and share a favorite. We hope you enjoy this look back.
A Criminal Mystery
Some dogs seem to have the unfortunate luck to always be in the same place as a mess. It’s a criminal mystery how that happens.
This Past Week's Thundering Herd Stories
Missing Snow Report
Landon has enjoyed his perch high above the yard during this week’s snowy weather, but a spell of warm temperatures and bright sunshine have caused a wee problem. The tarp covered dirt is waiting completion of our backyard project (which is on hold during the inclement weather), but Landon says it should stayed buried. (For more photos of Landon using his mountain, click the link)
Must Have The Precious
With apologies to J.R.R. Tolkien (whom the Hu-Dad read many years ago as a wee lad), the character of Gollum and his precious ring popped to mind as we watched Typhoon hoard his favorite possession from snowstorms—ice. He roots through the yard, breaks off chunks, and piles them to chew. We think the side-eye warning to stay away from his precious ice sums it up perfectly.
Snow Buddies
While the humans worked to clear the driveway of our estimated ten inches of snow, we played. And played. And played. And if you want to play in wintry weather, you need snow buddies like Roscoe and Typhoon. (Bonus photo on the website, so click the link to see Landon’s response to the Hu-Dad’s question).
The Case Of The Disappearing Yard
With predictions of an impending snowfall Sunday and cold temperatures for days resulting in a slow melt, our construction workers made a desperate effort to cover their work area. They need to start placing pavers, but that can’t be done in muddy conditions. Will it work? Who knows? But the tarps have created a slight challenge for us which we’ve labeled the case of the disappearing yard. P.S.—Our Hu-Dad reminds us that plenty of exposed yard exists for us, but we still like to gripe about this part.
Royal Outrage
After spending the last two winters living in Murrells Inlet SC where the chance of snow is minimal, we’ve been looking forward to a return to the white, fluffy stuff. We had a dusting just over a week ago, but it barely counted and our Little Prince is in a royal outrage. This week, the prognosticators thought we might get some Friday morning. We woke up, ran out to the yard, and found… nothing. Hu-Dad is muttering something about we are about to get our wishes, but we’re beginning to doubt him. (We are under a Winter Storm Warning for 6-10 inches here in Asheville and much more in the higher elevations around us).
Always One In A Family Portrait
A chance like this doesn’t present itself very often. Everyone together and behaving. No siblings poking at each other or instigating games. You whip out the phone, ask them to look at the camera, and take the photo before things fall apart. Only later do you discover the first rule—there is always one in a family portrait. (If you’ve ever wanted everyone’s name in a single shot, click the link for details).