Poor Qannik. He is, without a doubt, at the bottom of the totem pole. Want an example as Kodiak claims his sunshine? The sun is rising over a cool spring morning. A narrow strip of sunshine exists in the dog lot and Qannik has claimed it. Along comes Kodiak who pounces on Qannik. Qannik moves…

A wildfire, the Pinnacle Ridge Fire, burned its way along the ridge of our property, but didn't cause any serious damage.

A beautiful spring day and everyone's mind turns to landscaping time.  Ok, mine doesn't.  I purposely live without a lawn mower and have no plans to ever cut grass again in my life.

So many dangers around Sibe Quentin that might try to trap a certain fuzzy cotton ball - like say the attack of the dog food bag.

When hiking in the mountains, you should always be prepared for a sudden change in the weather and a rain storm - though we were not.

Such a simple command. Clear. Brief. Usually effective. But in the last 24 hours, three dogs have assumed that the command "All Dogs Outside" applied to everyone else, but not them.

Who needs an alarm clock when you live in a house full of canines? The fuzzy alarm clocks are quite skilled at preventing oversleeping.

We have special requirements for our limousine - a Siberian Utility Vehicle (SUV) that provides us the proper comfort on road trips.

A small herd of dogs deserve to be comfortable in their own home. So Hu-Dad got them a couch. They redecorated it into a Frankencouch.

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.

Our Baby Bear, Natasha, tries to emulate her Mama Bear, Nikita, in everything she does - including her somewhat successful effort as a mighty hunter.

Letting a dog outside in wintry weather while you snuggle under the covers has a risk - you might get a frosty pupsicle in return.