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As we mentioned yesterday, Typhoon had a little mishap while hiking Sunday. We live in a part of the country where numerous vines, such as kudzu, grow with abandon in the woods. Though they die back in the winter, getting tangled in those vines can be challenging. And so we present a Tangled Typhoon.
A little while later on the trail . . .
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Thanks for all of the well-wishes for the hu-grandmom on her knee replacement yesterday. The surgery went smoothly and she is recovering well.
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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.
A Walk on the Trashy Side
June 4, 2023
Maybe my neighbors didn’t notice, but I took a walk on the trashy side last week and need to confess my mistake.
Way Back Wednesday
Each week, we reach back into our vault of over 4,700 previous posts and share a favorite. We hope you enjoy this look back.
We Had A Little Snow
Our winter may have been mild so far, but, like much of the east coast, we had a little snow this week. And so we had a little fun.
Typhoon, the girls have been hiking in those magical forests before, too, and they say you’re lucky you got away!
Typhoon, you are SO BRAVE! Going up against the evil spirits and all. Wow. I hope the rest of the Herd was impressed!
PS: Best wishes to the hu-grandmum for a speedy recovery!
I love that final picture!
BOL – we have the drama queen, you have the drama king…
Monty and Harlow
Mom & Ice BOTH say: Soooooo glad the hu-Gran’mom’s surgery went well, and love and best wishes for a speedy recovery!
Mom sez: If I thought Ty would learn from his experience, I’d feel sorry for him, but knowing Siberians as I do, he’d do it all over again in a minute! When we lived in the Yukon, I had a Malamute/Husky X we raised from a puppy. His name was Nikko. He had a “thing” for porcupines, EXTREMELY prolific in the Yukon, and Nikko would NOT leave them alone. There was no vet in Watson Lake, where we lived, but Dr. Said, our family GP, looked after both people and small animals as much as he could. Dr. Said swore Nikko kept going after the “porkies” because of the “high” he got when Dr. Said gave him a tranquilizer to help ease the pain of having a face full of quills removed at least three or four times a summer. Nikko just NEVER learned.
So glad the surgery went well!
And BAHAHAHA!!!! Poor Typhoon! hahah!!!! That was just too funny! And it SO does look like he is whispering in their ears to!
I thought us huskies were suppose to be escape artists? BOL
frum our pack at love is being owned by a husky
Yes, but Cheoah has heard it too many times already, look at that poor tail and those ears!
He certainly does seem to be enjoying telling the story.