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The kitchen counter is just a wee bit high for a curious Siberian Husky to answer the perennial question – what’s for dinner?
Hu-Dad has this strange no-surfing rule in the kitchen. No, we’re not talking waves. This is about counters. He expects us to maintain four-on-the-floor at all times. Now, how are we supposed to find out what’s for dinner under such crazy regulations?
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Hahaha…my new “rescue husky” is definitely a “little surfer girl.” She was 3yrs old + lived outside ( had a nice kennel) …but didn’t really have “inside dog” training.
I am very careful to not place any temptations on the countertop or table – especially croissants!! Hahaha ?
Thank God for our beautiful huskies – they keep us thinking+ entertained,too ?
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No counter surfing is a good rule-lol. None at our either so that’s good news!!! Of course the nose in the air is always there!!!
the feet are on the floor Hu-Dad, just a nose sniffing in the delicious scents
No counter surfing allowed here either!! Ruby was taught that by her first owner and I am so glad.
Of course, we also have Typhoon who learned well from Queen Natasha the Evil that rules are for the peasants, not royal canine.