Frankie here. The hu-dad says that we can get into trouble when we stop for a break on a hike, but I am here to disprove that.
Kiska lets the cool mountain breezes rustle her long flowing coat.
Queen Natasha the Evil (trust me on this one - the evil comes out if you offend her by, like, breathing her air) surveys her domain.
Rusty has the honor of first coat blowing this spring, so he just stands around and drops fur.
Q-Tip is growling at the ground because, well - oh, I don't know. Because he is the Q-Tip?
Ok. My brother is a little weird.