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On The Edge Of Suave
Frankie Suave’s name comes from his calm demeanor around the house. Other than thunder, few things disturb him. Sometimes, though, he’s on the edge of suave when things aren’t quite right. For example, walk time has arrived, but the Hu-Dad needs “just a few minutes” to finish a few things. The look says it had better be very few.
Read Today's Herd StoryLounging In The Pavilion
Something perfect about a quiet, spring evening in the backyard. This is exactly what the humans had in mind when they started the pavilion project. The fireplace still has to be built, but we don’t really need that right now, so we are already lounging in the pavilion. Yes, even the bouncy Boom Boom enjoys some peaceful time stretched out.
Read Today's Herd StoryA Suave Friday
Mr. Calm is enjoying some pleasant weather time outside, mainly because those pesky younger brothers are all inside. He has decided a snack on the veranda would be perfect, so he has deployed those magical brown eyes on the Hu-Dad. Trust us when we say he might be a quiet guy, but those beautiful browns are quite effective in getting his way.
Read Today's Herd StoryThe Sniffer Knows
Our neighbors were out on their back deck. Roscoe could hear them talking, but he couldn’t see much because of the trees blocking the view. He sat back up and put the ultimate weapon to the test. The sniffer knows all and soon announced all the edibles they had at their outside dinner. Too bad Hu-Dad didn’t let him go over and perform a taste test.
Read Today's Herd StoryNot Up To Nothing
Funny thing about any mischief that happens around Chez Herd—Typhoon is always involved. So even if Hu-Dad hasn’t figured out what’s been done, he stands ready to accuse the Little Prince. Just last night, Ty was giving his absolute best “not up to nothing” routine. Hu-Dad nodded and said you’re sure up to something.
Read Today's Herd StoryIt Must Be Suppertime
We’re enjoying perfect spring-like weather—so nice that the humans have been eating dinner outside in the new pavilion. Such a switch might fool some less-expert canines, but not Roscoe P. He knows where to wait and when to position himself. That look says it all. It must be suppertime.
Read Today's Herd StoryWanted: Faster Doorman
You have to love spring. We just went through a round of freezing weather and even some light snow, and yesterday the sun was shining and the thermometer topped out at 80º. So, yes, our heat was running earlier this week and the air conditioning cut on yesterday. Frankie Suave says that makes decision making quite easy and he would like to get back inside to his personal air-conditioning vent. If only he had a faster doorman not focused on taking pictures.
Read Today's Herd StoryLeaning Into The Curve
The tail tells the tale—Roscoe propels around the yard at maximum velocity. But how can you make quick turns on the racetrack? Any motorcyclist will tell you the critical need for leaning into the curve. Roscoe may have grass stains on the side of his legs, but he can zoom like no one else.
Read Today's Herd StoryWelcome Committee
We enthusiastically greet our visitors to Chez Herd. Some might say a wee bit too enthusiastically. In case we haven’t made it clear, Rocky the Raccoon has joined our carvings and our welcome committee. He’s a little stiffer than Roscoe, but the smile is just as big.
Read Today's Herd StoryThe Little Prince’s Stalker
Being a celebrity is tough, especially if you are royalty. The humans want photographs of His Royal Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey for his adoring fans. Passersby on our walks want paw-to-graphs. But things have gone too far. Yesterday, no matter what room the Little Curmudgeon went into, the Little Prince’s stalker followed him. Hu-Dad muttered something about following the path of the dropping fur.
Read Today's Herd StoryWith Friends Like This
Way back in 2003, Hu-Dad called Nikita to come inside the house. Nikita trotted from a corner of the yard with an attachment. No, not a tick. Eight-week-old Natasha was clamped onto Nikita’s neck like a pendant, her little feet not even touching the ground as she swayed to and fro. For the next three years, Nikita mothered and molded her protégé into the Queen Natasha the Evil who ruled The Herd for a decade. Hu-Dad was reminded of that moment when Typhoon approached with Roscoe chewing on his ear. He seems to think, “With friends like this…” Don’t worry, though, they are still the bestest buddies ever.
Read Today's Herd StoryGrassy Bed
We had a beautiful Friday, so lots of outside time. As the sun dropped over the horizon, the temperatures began to fall. Our thoughts turned to sleep time, but Landon couldn’t wait and fell asleep on a grassy bed. Forgive his sleepy look, but Hu-Dad woke him up taking photos.
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