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Walking With Nicole
We walk twice a day for a total of six miles. We do that every day. Every single day. And, yes, when we lived in Murrells Inlet, we walked during hurricane warnings (though never, of course, in the midst of the storm). So, yes, we received a couple of inches of much needed rain yesterday, but that didn’t deter us from our daily rounds. Can you smell the wet dog from there?
Our thoughts are with everyone affected by Hurricane Nicole, especially the people who have lost their lives or their homes. As always, we’re grateful to our first responders who put their own lives at risk every day to keep us safe. Our post today is a light-hearted look at our own dealings with the rain from the storm, but we don’t want to be disrespectful to those truly harmed.
Read Today's Herd StoryFocused On The Pursuit
We’re quite serious about our favorite game—”tackle-wrestle-bitey face-body slam-tag you’re it.” The match goes on until Hu-Dad calls it, usually by shouting “Enough!” The indoor version is much shorter because Hu-Dad signals the end as soon as furniture, decorations, or humans become collateral damage. Outside, though, allows for a much longer match. Typhoon shows how much fun we have.
Read Today's Herd StoryMonitoring The Neighborhood
Yes, Landon bounces and plays in the yard, but sometimes he needs to pause long enough to check in on the neighbors. The humans and canines are interesting enough, but this was the deer neighbors and they are very, very fascinating.
Read Today's Herd StoryA Bed Of Leaves
His Royal Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey believes in his enthusiastic backyard napping, but when you add leaves for extra comfort, this might be a royal heaven for slumber. We just won’t ask what the neighbors think.
Read Today's Herd StoryThose Ears
Roscoe has a quite expressive face, but those ears add accents to every message. He has the alert and paying attention face as seen above, but it ranges to the tired “Malamute” ears that droop to the sides of his head when he is sleepy. For today, though, we give you the perky ears.
Read Today's Herd StoryA Sixth Scent
Today’s story is a great example of how Hu-Dad unfairly judges a Little Prince’s intentions simply because of a little historical pattern. After all, His Royal Highness argued, he merely planned to sniff the roses and savor their smells. Watering them was absolutely, positively not in the plans. What do you think, Dear Readers?
Read Today's Herd StoryThe Siberian Side-Eye
Landon bounced around the backyard in his usual Boom Boom style when Hu-Dad said some really crazy things. Something about “slow down” and “don’t trample the humans” and other negative things like that. Landon fired back the Siberian Side-Eye, that face that sums up the lack of obedience to come.
Read Today's Herd StoryStrut With Confidence
Roscoe might be the youngest member of The Herd, but he knows that if you strut with confidence, everyone will believe you’re boss. Except for your bestest pal ever, who will tackle you in the next few seconds. And that bouncy Boom Boom brother who lives in his own universe. And that old suave guy who acts like he’s boss (yes, sir, whatever you say, sir). Other than them, Roscoe’s the boss (in his own mind).
Read Today's Herd StoryProtesting The Guest Policy
Normally, the only people who ring our doorbell deliver packages to us. That’s of limited interest to us, except for a few rare exceptions. Last night, though, dozens of little humans dressed up in fanciful costumes and rang our doorbell. Then—get this—the Hu-Dad gave them treats. Them and not us! And we couldn’t greet them with the Siberian pounce. In fact, we were required to stay in Hu-Dad’s study with those doors closed. So, yes, Roscoe was protesting this inexplicable guest policy.
Read Today's Herd StoryWhere Is The Doorman?
Clouds rolled in this weekend, so our weather is cooler and gloomier. Without the sunshine, Frankie prefers being inside. Unfortunately, Hu-Dad was busy capturing photos of the dogs, so Frankie is sending a “subtle” message to speed things up.
Read Today's Herd StoryAvoid Eye Contact
We work hard every day, at least if you count looking cute and getting away with mischief as work. Hu-Dad, however, says we’re also supposed to pose for the camera. Maybe Typhoon thought these were supposed to be mug shots, because he’s sure working to avoid eye contact.
Read Today's Herd StoryKeeping Up With The Young’uns
As we noted earlier this week, Frankie has lived at Chez Herd now for eleven years. Since he came here as an adult, he certainly qualifies as a senior, so readers asked how he’s doing. We think this photo from yesterday answers the question. It shows his smiling face as we neared the completion of our daily six miles on the neighborhood greenway. Yes, he walks just as far as the younger dogs. Enough said.
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