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Another warm, spring like day and Hu-Dad moved his office onto the deck and was working outside – which amused the Senior Team.
Look over there, Qannik
Our next door neighbors, Cataloochee Ski, was having a glorious spring ski day despite the 65ºF high. Waiting to see the snow boarders in shorts and t-shirts!
Spring skiing next door.
While Qannik was watching the skiers, Natasha was eyeing the Hu-Dad pretending to work at his computer outside. He claimed to get much busyness done, but the Queen had her doubts.
Let me check your work.
Regardless of how much work he was getting done, certain other members of the Senior Team were getting much more napping done.
I am awake, honest.
Pretend all you want, Q, I’m napping.
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Koda plucking temperament sounds like Kiska. Do as you wish but hit a snag (tangle or knot) and its alllllllll over. He seemed to like idea if a “good roll roll roll your back on mommys carpet as hardy has you can” game the most. Then get up and shake it off. Literally somedays it’s like he drops a tuft with every step.
Mom sez: Neither Ice nor Ebby have even BEGUN to blow coat yet, and here we are, supposedly living in the frozen North, not even really having HAD a winter. We’ve only had POSSIBLY, about 14″ of snow altogether, all winter. When they do start to blow, should be one glorious mess — make all the birds happy, at least. Lots of nest building material.
Qannik just looks so darn huggable!!! I’d love some cuddle time with you Q tip! ❤️
Oh they all look soooo pluckable!!
Do they allow the “plucking of the fur” during coat blowing
Season? (I find myself sneaking up behind my male shepherd
To pluck as he is not fond of this hu-mom ritual)
Depends on the member of The Herd.
Cheoah will fall asleep in your lap as you pluck. And that fur is so thick and compliant.
Frankie and Qannik love the attention and will let you pluck.
Kiska is fine with the plucking right up until you hit a tangle, and then its all over. (Same thing about brushing).
Typhoon is Mr. Touch Me Not.
And Queen Natasha the Evil, in her usual way, is just hard to figure out. She lets you pluck – and growls at you at the same time. If you pluck the wrong place, you get yelled at. If you stop, you get yelled at. If the sun is in the wrong place in the sky, you get yelled at. She does earn her nickname every day.
Hee hee hee! Oh, sorry, I would not dare to laugh at The Queen, not at all, your Majesty!
Hi. I’m still learning about these wonderful dogs. I’ve never heard of plucking a dog. Why do they get plucked?
The outercoat, the one that gives them the various colors, is a series of guard hairs that help repel water, snow and mud. It sheds like most dogs, a few hairs at a time.
The undercoat, however, is the insulation. It is a thick, soft, downy fur that explodes twice a year as the Siberian Husky trades summer and winter coats. It is referred to as blowing coat because an incredible amount of fur just comes falling off.
That blowing undercoat is also quite pluckable. Many a Siberian Husky owner, the Hu-Dad included, finds it quite therapeutic to just sit and pluck that soft downy coat off of a Siberian Husky. The reaction of the dog, as you can imagine, ranges from pleasure to outright horror that a human thinks it is appropriate to “pluck away!”
German shepherds blow coat as well sables usually three times a year most others twice they also are plucked however you have to be aware my black coat female’s tufts of fur look very much like spiders … ?