Siberian Husky translation by novelist D. K. Wall
After our buddy Bricey questioned Qannik’s masculinity and pointed out the dreaded Attack of the Dog Food Bag, Qannik has been looking for a video to redeem himself. This is NOT it. Sigh.
Qannik could do his job much easier if the other dogs wouldn’t try to wrestle him! I feel for you Qannik!
PS. Kat says Rusty is even more endearing now that she knows he’s a lap dog.
That’s okay Qannik…….you just can’t be too careful around slippery, things that move by themselves in the chair. It seems perfectly logical to me that you’d be so cautious. They’ll thank you someday.
HaRooooo Qannik! Danya wooda done da same thing. There coulda been sumptin under dat coat. Maybe woo scared it away and dey didn’t notice it run!
Hey Rusty, we are really long lost brudders. I do da same thing trying to snuggle in my Maw’s lap.
Sorry I spell Qannik wrong!
That’s ok Quannik, I would have done the same thing. 🙂
Rusty is so cute just sitting there watching the whole thing!
Hmmmmm….. what can I say that Momma won’t make me delete.
Well “Snow Flake” I suppose there could have possibly been a squirrel hiding in there. But then all of the herd would have been ripping the jacket apart. Or maybe some treats in the pocket but there would have been the same result. I’m out of good excuses for you. But my “delicate” little sister would have reacted the same way.
Better luck next time,
P.S. Hey, Rusty! I’m a lap dog too!
Hey, leave poor Qannik alone – you never know what could be lurking inside that ski jacket!! Amazing, Qannik not only looks like Dakota, but has the same body language and they even sound alike.
Tail wags, the OP Pack
We certainly enjoyed the video and really missed seeing all of your adventures. Qannik is just so beautiful. Mom just loves him because he looks like our dear Samantha with his gorgeous blue eyes!
Thor and Marco Polo
The next time they hear on the news of another senseless jacket smothering death, those humans won’t be mocking your bravery any more.
Woo! Way to go, Qannik! You just never know about stuff like that.
I barked an fierce protector bark one night out in our yard. Sure, it turned out to be something called a “for sale sign”, but you never know! (And we didn’t know Joe was putting his house on the market.)
You’re doing a great job.
PS: Um… Rusty? How can I talk my mom or dad into letting me be a lap dog? Any pointers?
I love how no other dog cared about the jacket and just went on about their business. BOL.
I do believe I’ll be able to hear Brice The Handsome’s laughter all the way from MinnieLostTheirSnowDa to here!
That was khwite the demonstration of – ummmmm – something!
PeeEssWoo: Rusty really needs to learn to m-e-l-l-o-w out!
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