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As we have mentioned before, Sibe Quentin extends from the back of the house into the field. We have a large, secure area to enjoy our mountain weather, but, amazingly, the humans built a “no-dog” zone right in the middle of our yard. Yep, they have their own door in and out of the house to a patio with seating. For some odd reason, they thought it might be more relaxing to have an outdoor grilling and eating area without us. The nerve.
Anyway, this outdoor area also includes a grill. A grill in a fenced-in area surrounded by us. Oh, my, that is what we mean by a grilling distraction. And the hu-dad cranked it up for the first time this season.
A nice, sunny, relaxing, peaceful day.
Whoa, hu-dad, that smells really, really good.
And don’t worry about having your back to this crew while you are grilling.
So do we each get a piece?
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