Time Out

A time out is rarely called during our Siberian games, but sometimes a break in the action is needed so we can spy on our neighbors.

Roscoe and Typhoon - Neighborhood watch - time out
Roscoe and Typhoon – Neighborhood watch

We’re serious about our games, particularly our favorite—tackle-wrestle-bitey face-body slam-tag you’re it. Nothing, but nothing is more important. Unless, of course, something interesting happens at the neighbor’s house and we need to snoop—er, monitor the situation. Don’t worry, though, the action resumed as soon as we grew bored.

4 Comments

  1. Juno's mom on April 25, 2023 at 12:20 pm

    Those two are so in sync.

  2. Debbie & Miss Ruby on April 25, 2023 at 10:20 am

    Boredom does set in quickly for a Sibe!!

  3. mary michaud on April 25, 2023 at 7:24 am

    two cute nosey neighbors!

  4. JEAN BURKHARDT on April 25, 2023 at 6:20 am

    TOO Funny Hu-Dad! Our dogs are the same way-SPYING can be such fun-but of course it does get boring. GAME ON!

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