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To us, there is nothing quite as nice as hanging out in a campsite as the sun is setting – such as last weekend at Big Ridge State Park.
Queen Natasha in the campsite.
The humans were sitting around the picnic table gabbing away, as humans often do, and we were just enjoying the peace and serenity of an RV weekend.
All of the Queen’s minions lined up to do her bidding.
And, yes, our cousins Ruby and Tartok were with us the whole weekend as well, so it was an extended family trip.
The cousins.
Since this if Film Friday, we thought the best way to share our camping weekend was in a video form. So, sit back, relax, and enjoy Camping at Big Ridge State Park:
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I can only imagine how much training it must have taken to achieve that level of peace on a picket line.
Do they have their daily singing practice? If so, has anyone ever complained?
We well recognize that six dogs can intimidate other campers, so we work very hard to be good campers and respect our neighbors right to enjoy their own campint experience. One of our camping rules is a strict no singing in the campsite rule.
Since Kiska is the Choir Mistress, it can actually be funny watching Hu-Dad trying to convince her not to burst into song when her lips are already formed into a woo. But if he can keep her from singing, he can stop the choir.
Fortunately, the rare times we have broken the rules, no one has complained. The funny thing is that we often get asked to sing by other campers, but Hu-Dad still works to prevent it.
What a gorgeous family you all are❤️
Mom sez: Jus’ wondering, how many people, when they see all eight of the Sibes staked out on a picket line like that, start looking around for the sled that goes with the picture? Obviously, Ruby and Tartok know their places in the line-up, too. So good to see them all together like that.
That is the number one question we get when we are out walking.