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Wings of Doom
December 12, 2024
A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
Bus? Really, Kiska, PUBLIC transportation? Call for a limo, you are a girl of Sibe high-style, for dog’s sake!!
I’m betting if you show a little leg, you can get a cab, Kiska!
What? A husky who is tired? Impossible. Oh wait, maybe you’re related to Steve.
Kat
I don’t blame you for waiting, Kiska! I get to take a bus to visit the Vet and I love it so much! It has big windows all up and down and you can see everything. Plus a bunch of people riding it. They talk to you about everything.
I told Mom we should get a bus of our own to drive around, but she said she doubted that would happen.
So, we ride when we can!
Kisses,
Stella
Aww, Kiska, you’ll be the cutest passenger on board!
jack & moo