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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.
Sure wish me ‘n Ice had a “Sibe Quentin” like that to run free in. Would love to join you.
You go, Kiska! It is like we say in the White Dog Army…never let anything slow you down and never let them see you wince! We admire your spirit, she-wolf!
We are glad she’s not on bed rest!
Kat
YARD ZOOMIES!!!!
Stormy and our great-sister Lucky both ripped their dew claws. Storm blogged some advice that you might want to try, Kiska – after you do zoomies. http://armyoffourdigest.blogspot.com/2007/03/milking-it.html
Play bows,
zim
Chase her down Kiska! Glad you are A-OK!!!
Licks & Nibbles,
Kody & Nia
It looks like the girls are making good use of Sibe Quentin! 🙂
Zoomies!
Sam
I’m glad that she has recovered from her injury.
Love,
Homer
Boy, they are loving “Sibe Quentin!”