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
Yesterday was a little rainy and dreary, so we didn’t want to hang out in the backyard and wrestle. Instead, we came inside where Hu-Dad asks that we keep the body slamming and tackling to an absolute minimum. Typhoon and Roscoe P. want to assure everyone that no matter what the picture looks like, they are absolutely, positively not thinking of trouble and breaking out into a chase.Read Full Story
This Week's Thundering Herd Special Features
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.
December 5, 2021
December brings not only holiday merriment but time to reflect on my author goals for the upcoming year, including publishing a half-million words.
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.
This Past Week's Thundering Herd Stories
We should all take a lesson from Roscoe P. He loves going out to the yard. He loves coming back inside (as he is doing in the photo above). He loves going out for car rides or walks. He loves coming home. He loves cuddles with his humans and wrestling matches with his curmudgeonly brother. He is, quite simply, ridiculously happy about almost everything.
As a working breed, we have so many tasks. We have to take the humans walking twice a day (they need the exercise, you know), supervise their food preparation, and remind them to go to bed on time. We also snoozervise the Hu-Dad when he works at his busyness with the clickety-clackety keyboard. On top of all of that, we take on the task of pest control keeping squirrels, rabbits, and moles out of the yard and deer and bear away from our fence. So pardon Typhoon’s serious look, but he didn’t have time to pose today.
Hu-Dad settled onto the concrete of the patio with his telephoto lens to get an eye-level view of Frankie coming into the house. What could possibly go wrong? Oh, sure, you think you know, but do you really? Guess what happens next and then visit the full post to find out.
Hu-Dad has these rules about not snarfing the human food, but Roscoe P. thinks he has found a loophole. Hu-Dad didn’t say anything about the human drinks. Unfortunately, an age limit exists and Roscoe failed being carded. Just water for you, furry one.
Fun and games around Chez Herd never stop, though sometimes one participant is in a more playful spirit than another. For example, a younger sibling who decides to launch a stealthy attack might find the recipient is in a less than receptive mood. At that point, the older sibling might suggest the wisdom of age advises to think twice.
Our routines haven’t been quite so routine the last few days. We had guests in the house Wednesday and Thursday for Thanksgiving and now the humans are busy putting up Christmas decorations. Works for us because we get to practice our napping skills (never want to get out of napping shape). Typhoon performs a Sunday morning stretch to warm up the body for a good snooze.