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Our Chief of Security handles most of her duties from the comfort of her covered porch, but sometimes she has to make sure everyone knows it’s Kiska’s yard.
Kiska’s yard – Any questions?
As our Chief of Security approaches her 12th anniversary living at Chez Herd (which makes her somewhere between 14 and 16 years old, probably), she has slowed down considerably. She and Qannik share the senior porch without being pestered by the bouncy youngsters, allowing for plenty of time for naps.
As we have mentioned before, her hearing is mostly gone and even her once fierce voice has faded. Still, she prides herself in keeping the perimeter safe from invaders. Several times a day, she walks to edge of the porch, scans the fence, let’s out a warning chuff or two, and then returns to her shady napping spot.
But yesterday, Hu-Dad glanced out the window to see the grande dame patrolling the perimeter. She was moving slow, stretching arthritic joints in the warmth of the summer sun, but she was being quite thorough.
She wants everyone to know – still her yard.
Enough of that. Headed back for a nap.
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Kiska reminds me of my first Siberian Husky. a rescue adopted in Prattville, Alabama in 1990! KayDee had the woolly coat and could howl like a wolf but was a very loving girl! Kiska looks like a sweetheart too!
Enjoyed reading this post again. Seems if a patrol is being done we certainly should know about it. Just waiting to see what will be the true Friday post.
What a sweet old lady. She still has a job and that I think that helps keep her going.
(I may have mentioned before that I give my 14 year old girl green lip mussel powder in her food. It has a number of health benefits, arthritis being at the top of the list. It’s called Super Snouts. My cat gets it also and it’s 100% green lip mussel and nothing else.)
Oh Miss Kiska…you may be a senior but such a Grande dame with such wisdom. Keep patrolling your yard and make sure the young ones respect your yard! You are sooo loved. Hu-Dad, a few extra ear scratches and nose kisses in that beautiful wooly coat for me please…
Grace and beauty, we could learn so much from our canine companions if we truly watched them. May we all learn to be as she is, blessed everyday to be the amazing dog that she is with the comfort and love of her family
What a sweetie!
Precious!
Still the most beautiful wooly worm I’ve ever seen 😀 The flowing mane of a goddess!
Breaks my heart to see babies age but it is life. She is a beauty so regal! Kiska keep the herd on their toes — it is your yard!!!
Oh baby girl you are so beautiful… a true Grande Dame ❤️
Kiska-you may be a senior lady(as am I) BUT we let everyone KNOW whos BOSS!!! I know you are CHIEF of security of YOUR yard sweetie!!!!! Glad you got to patrol yesterday(albeit slowly)!!!
A Graceful Beauty…
And a wonderful life!