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Sometimes the festive spirit just bubbles up and no matter how many times you’ve been told to use your inside voice, the song must go on.
Roscoe tried. Really, he did. Hu-Dad felt the Sibernacle Choir attempting to erupt in celebration and he cautioned everyone to keep it bottled up. But that’s not fair. When the time is right, the song must go on.
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My apple watch goes off with a Noise decibel warning when the HokiePack starts their singing !
It’s one of the best things about huskies. Juno and I used to sing together but for her, it meant we were going somewhere. So of course, we did. (She’d also howl when she thought it was time to leave wherever we were. She was a bossy girl.)
Doesn’t everybody enjoy a little song once in awhile… It does beat the death scream!!
Roscoe:”It is the song of our people! I MUST sing it proudly and loudly!”
love, love, love the sibe songs, nothing better
Mary-I agree-I too LOVE the song of their people and as Don says-Roscoe says” It’s the song of our people! I MUST sing it proudly and loudly!