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After a weekend in the S-RV (Siberian Recreational Vehicle), we have to go straight to work restoring order around Chez Herd.
A murder of crows stood in the middle of Sibe Quentin when we arrived home, so they had to be chased away immediately. Our fearless Chief of Security organized patrols to inspect every inch of our yard to ensure that no intruders remained.
With security restored, Queen Natasha strutted about the yard making sure that all wildlife knew that we were home.
With everything deemed safe, we moved to other critical priorities.
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