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Cooler, drier air moved in yesterday evening taking away the threat of our daily thunderstorms. After a long, hard day, Hu-Dad thought it was a perfect time to sit outside within the walls of Sibe Quentin and enjoy the peace. He should have known that would not last long before a few members of The Herd were shattering the quiet.
Not me, Hu-Dad. Look at my innocent face.
Yes, Mr. Frankie Suave with your brown eyes, your face is most innocent. Who could possibly expect you to cause problems?
Not me, Hu-Dad. Who would suspect a red head?
Sure, Cheesewhiz, you might actually project a certain innocence, but that dirt on the bench above your head does indicate that you might have been digging with abandon.
Not me, Hu-Dad, Oh, never mind.
Mr. Typhoon. Let’s just say that the look of innocence is not something you have mastered. Even when you are innocent, you have the look of guilty.
So the three of you all profess to be free of guilt. Free of crime. Free of temptation.
Game on.
Unfortunately, it just never lasts.
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Oh yes they call em the streak…the fastest things on 4 feet 😛
Mom sez: Hmmm, where was Qannik in all this? Maybe he was “instigating” from the sidelines! (I still think you need to make a video of some of the Herd’s games. To me, there’s nothing so beautiful as a “Sibe in Motion”! )
Was Miss Kiska keeping the queen company?
So enjoy your website and the daily updates. My 2huskies keep us busy, I can’t imagine all your daily fun. Keep up the good work and great pictures.
I bet you wouldn’t have it any other way!
But of course not! We love the Siberian Games!