Inquiring Minds Really Don’t Want To Know

The old advertising slogan of “inquiring minds want to know” is not necessarily true with lots of dogs in a household. So don’t ask.

Uh, Typhoon, what are you doing?

Uh, Typhoon, what are you doing?

Hu-Dad glanced out the window yesterday and saw Typhoon digging little holes in the yard and sticking his head inside the hole. What possible purpose does that serve?

Typhoon's head deep in another hole in the ground.

Typhoon’s head deep in another hole in the ground.

Unfortunately, Hu-Dad did not really think about our unseasonably warm temperatures this winter. Or our almost total lack of snow. Mother Nature seems to be trying to fool everyone into thinking that spring has already sprung. And with spring comes . . .

Grubs!

Grubs!

That will cure you of asking what we are up to.


Hu-Dad can laugh at us all he wants, but he is silly, too. Just check out his latest story, Shipping Fees, Bright Lights, and Suicidal Rabbits  and how he knows that Amazon has 658,055 listings for flashlights. We are even mentioned in the story.

5 Comments

  1. Dennis the Vizsla on February 12, 2017 at 2:33 pm

    hello thundering herd its dennis the vizsla dog hay gud job kleening up the grubs!!! if yoo leev them in the grownd they wil attrakt ninja hedjhogs!!! ok bye

  2. How Sam Sees It on February 9, 2017 at 1:05 pm

    EWWWWWWWW!

    Monty, Harlow, and Ramble

  3. Juno's mom on February 9, 2017 at 10:49 am

    I think that boy has more wolf dna than the average husky.

  4. Lori on February 9, 2017 at 8:00 am

    Oh Typhoon…. ????????

  5. Koda Hazel And Sue Verschneider on February 9, 2017 at 7:09 am

    Tuty eweeeeee

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