Library Quiet

Hu-Dad sat in his reading chair with a book in his hand, so he asked us to play quietly. You know, library quiet. How are we doing?

Remember - shhhhhhhh! - library quiet
Remember – shhhhhhhh!

In the corner of his study, Hu-Dad has a comfy reading chair. He likes to sit in it for an hour or so every evening with a good book. All he asks is that we play quietly so he can concentrate. He looked up from the pages and saw Roscoe and Typhoon right in front of him, following his request perfectly. Such good dogs.

4 Comments

  1. Juno's mom on March 23, 2023 at 1:38 pm

    A little TyRo rumble before bedtime?

  2. HokiePack on March 23, 2023 at 8:40 am

    I think there is a rule in the Sibe handbook that states once the Hu-mans are comfy & settled chaos must break out !! ??

  3. Debbie & Miss Ruby on March 23, 2023 at 7:53 am

    Boys will be boys, what else can you say!!

  4. JEAN BURKHARDT on March 23, 2023 at 6:19 am

    TOO funny Hu-Dad! Typhoon and Roscoe REALLY cannot help themselves!

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