Category Archives: Natasha

What is in the Shadows?

Why is the Queen sitting and staring into the woods?

Is there really something out there?

Or is she just trying to psych us all out?

The Rare Kid Who Does Not Respond to The Herd

Bet you can not resist the Kiska charm.

Come on - lighten up.

Water from the Sky

With the weekend upon us, no work crews showed up to solve our indoor water problems.  We are becoming quite efficient at moving water from the well to the house, so we are doing fine.  So the best way to get away from problems like this is to hit the trails.  Just one problem.  We had an overabundance of water – from the sky.

Look at all of that rain coming down.

Stopped that rain and fog yet, Your Highness?

The Queen and Decorum

Even after a long hike, a Queen must always avoid a fashion faux pas like, say, an out of place tongue.

I don't hear snickering out there, do I?

Making a New Friend

The humans were sitting at their favorite side walk cafe Sunday morning having brunch (and making The Herd watch).  If you look at the back of the Jeep, there were several people standing and kneeling taking pictures of us, so the hu-dad was trying to capture that scene.  (A couple of years ago, a tour bus was parked beside the Jeep and about 30 passengers from that bus were standing behind the Jeep taking pictures.  The hu-dad regrets he never got THAT picture)

But just as he snapped the picture, a family crossed in front of the camera.  The cool thing about accidental pictures is what you catch without realizing it.  Look at the boy on the left and then Natasha by the back door – making a little connection with each other.  Artistically, this is not a great photograph.  But we love the special moment we caught.  Click to enlarge the picture if need be.

Hi Friend!

Hazards of Working in the Den

Lapdog and laptop compete for space.

Guess who wins?

Got time for an ear scratch?

The Queen is shocked she has to share her couch with a human.

Friday Frolics

I can't believe my eyes.

That is absolutely stunning.

She is going to ruin her reputation.

It feels good!

I am the Queen, but I can still have fun.

Synchronized Sisters

Name Game – Natasha

Our pal Frankie has asked that everyone take some time on their blogs on July 4th to explain where our names came from.  While there are rules to this game, we Siberian Huskies are notorious for not following the rules.  So, in our case, we are going to take a post every day this week and explain where each member of The Herd’s name came from.  We will, at least, finish on July 4 – the day when everyone is supposed to post their stories.  Fair enough?

We should also take a moment to explain that every member of The Herd has his/her own page here, including past members of The Herd.  So some of these stories have already been posted, but we still will take the time in the blog to do so.

Today’s entry is Queen Natasha the Evil.  Our resident alpha, queen of the entire domain – and don’t ever forget it.

Born June 10, 2003, Natasha is the only member of The Herd to come here as a puppy.  We had had a particularly rough summer, having just lost our beloved Ginger on June 23 and received a terminal diagnosis on Cocoa (who passed on August 27), and the hu-dad was reeling.  Somehow, the thought of a cute, sweet, innocent 8 week old puppy sounded appealing.  Instead, we got Natasha.

The reality was that there was very little debate about her name.  As the puppy picture above shows, she stepped into the house as royalty and demanded a royal name.  Our first Siberian Husky was named Nikita, a solid Russian name, and we wanted another Russian name.  We selected the most angelic name, Natasha, which really means nativity (or Christ’s birthday).  Ok, so naming a dog born half way around the year from Christ’s birthday was a given that the dog was not going to act angelic.  Shrug.  But remember that Russian theme as it will be important when we explain Rusty’s name later this week (honest).

Her full AKC name is Natasha Montagne Gincoa.  Montagne for our love of the mountains.  And Gincoa as a combination of the names of Ginger and Cocoa, the two dogs we lost so close together, but who created room in our house for Natasha to join.

Princess Natasha and her mentor, Nikita

What surprised us was that Nikita actually showed maternal instincts.  She had never shown any desire to be responsible, but she suddenly took Natasha under her paw and taught her everything.  One of my great memories, which I have told before on this blog, was stepping out and calling for Nikita to come inside.  She came walking up to the house with this puppy, Natasha, clamped to her neck like a pendant on a necklace, her back paws barely touching the ground.  Ok, maternal instinct Siberian Husky style, but you still had to give Nikita credit.

Natasha trying to get Nikita to play

And Nikita continued to show her maternal skills as she trained Natasha through that first Christmas season in how to respect the Christmas tree.  Because of this close connection, Nikita became known as Mama Bear and Natasha, naturally, became Baby Bear – a name that I still use often to this day.  When Nikita passed August 23, 2006, Natasha mourned for several weeks before she snapped out of it and became the Queen of The Herd that she is today.  Nikita, we have no doubt, is proud of her protege who rules The Herd with an Iron Paw – Queen Natasha the Evil.

Pizza Night – Again!

Our hu-dad finally got around to mowing our field.  He started at 6 a.m. Sunday morning, was finished around 11, only got the tractor stuck once (snicker), and got rained on for about 15 minutes.  When he got back to the house, we were well rested and ready to go for our adventure.  We went to see the hu-dad’s dad (Cheoah’s weekly nursing home visit) and then hiked a trail.

Brace yourself, pups.  He claimed that this busy day entitled him to go to downtown Waynesville and have a Nick and Nates pizza with a Highland Brewing Gaelic Ale.  The rule is simple – we only get to eat there if the parking space in front of the restaurant (Main Street downtown) is open and the front table in the window is available.  So they can watch us.  Sunday night, the space was there, so they parked, got out, and went inside.

HEY.  WAIT A MINUTE.  That means they plan to leave us in the car while the humans go eat pizza and drink beer.  In the window right in front of us.  Before we have been fed.  We are convinced this is dog abuse.  So they can see us and make sure we are safe – blah, blah, blah.  Where is the pizza?

Hey, hu-dad. I see you at the table in the window. Think you forgot to take us inside!

Can you believe he is sitting in there taking pictures? Let's try the pathetic look.

Bummer. Not working. Let's try the pathetic look on the ladies sitting beside our humans.

Dreaming of pizza.

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