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Sadly, we had to say goodbye to Miss Kiska yesterday. Her singing voice, security presence, and sweet disposition will be missed around Chez Herd.
During a break from busyness, Hu-Dad glanced around in the study and noticed a pattern of how each dog was using his head while asleep.
After yesterday’s non-walk because of Florence, we were excited to stretch our legs, though tricky Mother Nature fooled us again.
As the Hurricane (now Tropical Rainstorm) dropped its Florence rain on our heads, we griped loudly about how bored we were.
Our resident odd couple share some time handling pre-storm preparations around Chez Herd (Florence has been very slow to get to us).
Cheoah’s serious walk last night was interrupted by a clown in Siberian Husky fur, also known as His Haughtiness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey.
With the humidity at suffocating levels ahead of Florence’s arrival to our area, the nightly walk brought out the royal Typhoon Tongue.
With Hurricane Florence approaching the coast, many readers have asked about our weekend weather forecast here in Western North Carolina.
Once again, waves of rain rolled over us last night, but we took advantage of a break to get a walk in, zapping energy from a certain prince.
Landon believes firmly in our nightly walks, so we went despite the threatening weather. And now we know soemtimes a little rain must fall.
Frankie Suave realized that he has hit a rarefied status – Alpha Male of The Thundering Herd. But what honors come with that distinction?