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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.
I’ll bet you’re glad to be back home!!!
Glad you all are at home now!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
Wait. They were in prison and QNTE didn’t formulate a plan to bust them out?
BOL – you didn’t get to join the herd?
Sam
You mean hu-dad didn’t want to take on 2 more sibes for a week? Why would he not want to do that?! Teehehe.
I bet Ruby and Tartok thought that week was “FOREVER” long. When me’n Ice have to go out to Gramma Deb’s to stay, it’s always “FOREVER” ’til we come home again. Gramma Deb’s place is called “Debalys Siberian Husky Kennels”, and it’s where we were both born, but it’s not our home anymore. We like to go out there to play with all our “SiberFamily”, but not to stay. After a couple of hours, we both just want to come home to our hu-Family.
Welcome back Ruby and Tartok. A whole week at doggie camp. Bet now that it is over, it didn’t seem to be that long. Right.