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What is twice as much fun as six Siberian Huskies? Why, an even dozen of Siberians, of course.
Count them carefully, but, yes that is an even dozen of Siberian Huskies.
In our continuing S-RV adventure, we visited some friends in Charleston, SC, and decided to go walking at James Island County Park. So, yes, we made quite the Siberian parade through the park.
For some odd reason, we were quite the spectacle!
Before we went to the park, we had a long walk at sunrise (something about being better behaved if we were a little tired). So let’s check in with Qannik and ask him if he enjoyed two long walks by mid-day.
We might need to check back in with Q later.
Don’t worry. We went on a third long walk at the end of the day. Such is the life of RVing with Siberian Huskies!
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Please tell me how you manage to nip a choir outbreak in the bud at night? I have a couple of singing rescues. I can get them to stop during the day by saying I’ll spray them with a water bottle, but they need to see it to believe me. Calling out to them from my bed at night has no effect.
I have always been curious about this too.
It’s a really good question, but we don’t have an answer. You see, we have never been a sing at night pack. Kiska, who is our choir mistress, will lead sunrise singing, sunset singing, and multiple song times during the day, but once we settle into our sleeping positions for the night, we just don’t sing.
Have loved reading up on your latest trip. I dare not let my five pooches know what fun times you all have. I’ll just tell them how lucky they are that we didn’t eat in front of them without first ensuring they had eaten.
We don’t see RV’s like yours in SA. What a wonderful life you lead, driving off in such style and comfort!
That looks like SO MUCH FUN! I’ll bet you had a blast with your friends!
Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher
Look at all those fluffy butts! I love the last photo showing tired Q next to the part of your jeep that says “fast.”
Wow! You could have hooked up a sled and let the Sibes do all the walking! lol What could go wrong?
Ice ‘n Ebby say: Owoooooo, wonder what a reception an “Evening Song” of twelve Siberians would get. Would just LOVE to find out. When you’re camping, does the Herd ever do an “Even Song”?
Can you believe that the Hu-dad has a no singing in the campsite rule? Something about not all of the neighbors might appreciate a Sibernacle Choir.