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
Where’s Lunch?
When the weather is pleasant, Hu-Dad sometimes leaves his office for the table in our outdoor pavilion, the same place the humans sometimes eat meals. Doing that creates some confusion. Why are we outside when we are normally inside? And if we are at the outside table, where are the snacks? Inquiring minds—and curious Typhoons—expect answers.
Read Full StoryThis 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.
A Grateful Memorial Day
May 28, 2023
On this very special day, take a moment to remember those who made the ultimate sacrifice. Have a grateful Memorial Day.
Way Back Wednesday
Each week, we reach back into our vault of over 4,700 previous posts and share a favorite. We hope you enjoy this look back.
We Had A Little Snow
Our winter may have been mild so far, but, like much of the east coast, we had a little snow this week. And so we had a little fun.
This Past Week's Thundering Herd Stories
I’ll Just Do It Myself
This may only be a photo, but we bet you can hear the snort of disgust, the stomping of the feety-feet, and the grumbling of His Royal Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey as he’s once again challenged by a world that doesn’t just bend to his will.
Frankie Suave Strikes A Pose
Frankie Suave believes in efficiency when he heads out to the yard. He handles business and wants back inside. His younger brothers, though, always seem to find something to delay things. Hu-Dad was amused when he turned and saw Frankie watching those dawdling siblings with a look of… well, displeasure.
I Missed You
True confession time. Roscoe is a daddy’s boy. He loves, loves, loves his Hu-Dad (almost as much as his bestest brother ever, Typhoon) and never wants to be separated. Even as this is being typed, he’s curled up at Hu-Dad’s feet. Actually, on Hu-Dad’s feet. You know, in case he moves and tries to leave the room without the appropriate canine escort.
Dance of the Trouble Brothers
The bestest buddies ever maintain a constant game of one-upmanship in their never-ending competition. First Roscoe goes for an advantage, then Typhoon. The fancy footwork of evasion will quickly be followed with a pounce of revenge. So goes the Dance of the Trouble Brothers.
Frankie Investigates
We are nearing post number 5,000 which is awesome, but it’s hard to find new stories to tell after we’ve told so many. Hu-Dad tried to mix things up by lying on the ground to take photos, but that seemed a wee bit curious to Frankie Suave.
Roscoe Roll
We’ve shared dozens and dozens of photos of Typhoon snoozing, rolling, or stretching in the grass of Chez Herd, but Roscoe decided he can’t let his brother have all the fun. Or maybe the grass has achieved the perfect spring thickness. Whatever the reason, we’ve spotted many a Roscoe roll the last few days.
