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Quietly working in the den when the television started turning itself on and off. Did I have a poltergeist? A TV ghost? Or just a Siberian Husky.
All I was doing was sitting on the couch with a laptop trying to get some work done. Or, more likely, catching up on my Sibernet emails. This thing called work keeps interfering with my Siberian life.
It is nice and quiet (never a good sign) and all three hoodlums were asleep on the various couches and chairs. All I can hear are the sounds of softly snoring Siberian Huskies.
Suddenly, the TV cuts on. Off. On. Off. On. Off.
Looking for ghosts, I look over and Rusty is pawing the remote and the TV is going on, off, on, off, on . .
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