The Day After

Yesterday, we celebrated Queen Natasha the Evil’s 12th Birthday. The party included games of chase, massive wrestling matches, and lots of zoomies – partying Siberian Husky style. Of course, now it is the day after.

What a party

What a party!

Today, we might be stumbling around, exhausted from all of the festivities.

Just a little more sleep

Just a little more sleep, please.

We will be back with more energy tomorrow.

ZZZZZZZZZ

ZZZZZZZZZZZ

3 Comments

  1. Marilyn on June 11, 2015 at 8:49 am

    It’s about time you working dogs took a day off to rest and relax!

  2. The Painter Pack on June 11, 2015 at 7:03 am

    Yeah, the day after is never pleasant!!!

  3. Mom, Ice 'n Ebby on June 11, 2015 at 3:35 am

    Mom, Ice ‘n Ebby say: Sure looks like you had a wonderful birthday celebration, and doesn’t look like anyone suffered any ill effects from all the chasing and zooming! That’s a good thing!

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