Walk Number Eleventy-Seven Bazillion

During our S-RV trip so far, Hu-Dad has taken us for eleventy-seven bazillion walks. We are too tired to hold our singing contests, so why does he do it?

Sure, I can handle another walk.

Sure, I can handle another walk.

Hu-Dad is always muttering that “A Tired Sibe Is A Good Sibe” stuff, but we don’t understand how good we can be when we are too tired to wrestle or sing or cause the typical Siberian mischief.

Another lap, Hu-Dad, really?

Another lap, Hu-Dad, really?

All we want to do is go back to the S-RV and nap in the air-conditioning. How can we possibly entertain our camping neighbors like that?

Is it nap time yet?

Is it nap time yet?


  1. KJ Pierson on April 29, 2017 at 6:28 pm

    That’s okay Herd, just make sure when the hu-mons are trying to sleep, you wake them up and make them walk you then too. I’m sure the shoe will hit the other foot then!! 😛

  2. All Things Collie on April 29, 2017 at 12:02 pm

    So unfair, too tired to sing? Tragic!

  3. Jerry G-Pa Owens on April 29, 2017 at 11:28 am

    AAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW…..from Chloe Bear, and Randi Rat…..Lots of love……

  4. Lori on April 29, 2017 at 7:59 am

    Poor tired babies!!! I bet all your neighbors would love to hear a tune from the Sibernacle Choir!!!!

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