A certain red head gets quite the reputation and wants to prove how well behaved she is.

See, right in unison with Mr Goody Four Paws.

Ok, ok, he does floors.

Hey, where are you going with those treats? We can be very well behaved when treats are involved.

As a side note to these pictures, Miss Ruby is quite pleased to announce that there was an attempted counter surfing incident and she was NOT involved.  Shrimp-ka-bobs were being made and a red headed Sibe was being closely monitored.  But Mr. Goody Four Paws, Tartok himself, was overcome with the smells and was caught licking the end of a ka-bob.  Ruby would also like to point out that if it had been her, there would have been no licking – just grand theft shrimp and gone.

Last week, we showed you how Ruby was staying away from the table during dinner.  And that was absolutely true again this week.  Well, until the humans kept sitting around the dinner table long after they had finished eating.  They just sat there and talked and talked.  You see, our hu-aunt (hu-dad’s sister) had come up for the weekend and was staying with our hu-grandmom, so the hu-dad went over there, of course, and they were enjoying catching up.  Apparently, the talking went well beyond the normal restraint time for certain Siberians.  The first sign of this was when the hu-dad looked across the table and saw the sight in the first picture below:

Are you done with all of those bowls?

Do I smell some pulled pork up there?

Hey, I am being better behaved than Mr. Goody Four Paws down there. Shouldn't you give me something for that?

A toast to your great behavior!

That is NOT what I had in mind.

Would I cause problems?

Sibernet-L is an information list for humans to share facts about us fascinating Siberian Huskies.  Facts.  Sometimes, the humans also tell entertaining stories about how helpful we are as a breed and how we can always be counted on to do the right thing.  You know, like how we could have been Lassie or Rin-Tin-Tin, but they chose other breeds because we are so well behaved that humans would not believe it.  Shrug.  But we are perusing the site Sunday morning and we found the following shocking story:

I’ve been chastised for not sharing this story on Sibernet – something about, “if you can’t laugh at yourself…..,”  Well, I had to first get beyond the fright and begin to restore my faith in my ability to handle 2 Siberians on a walk before I could find the humor.

Tokki and I have made our 2 mile walk around our graveled mountain road for 3 years.  Ruby joined us a year ago.  In that time, we have successfully passed several squirrels, rabbits, chipmunks, turkeys, a ground hog, countless dogs (even off-leash dogs, a subject that ignites my anger), and a few cats.

This time we rounded a curve to see a cat not 10 yards in front of us and strolling toward us.  It moved to the side of the road and sat at the edge of the grass.  I said a firm “leave it” and was reaching to pull them by my side when the cat bolted down the side of the mountain.  Both dogs jumped together and headed after it.  I managed to grab some tall weeds and some remnants of the erosion-control cloth fencing and apparently one has more traction on gravel when sprawled flat on one’s belly.  When I realized that I’d stopped before going over the edge, I told the 2 brats to get their backsides back up on the road, then got to my feet and, of course, looked around hoping no one saw me make this dive.

We’ve now made the walk 5 times since that eventful day.  The gravel-burns are scabbed over and my confidence is returning.  That cat must have given them a challenging, “yah, yah, yah, can’t catch me,” before running, because Ruby and Tokki  continue to watch that place in the grass each time we pass it.

Patricia

Who has lived to tell another story!

My name is Tartok. I don't know who this Tokkie fellow is.

Can you believe she called us, er, them brats?   We, er, they had just chased off a house cat, uh, a vicious attacking mountain lion.  And this whole thing about saying, “Leave it.”  We, wait, they clearly heard, “Chase it.  It is scaring me.”

P.S. – Many of you have noted The Herd and Herd Annex are walked using High Sierra Walk-A-Belts physically attaching the Siberians to the Humans.  You have also asked what happens if a rabbit or cat or whatever runs in front of the Sibes.  Now you know the answer.  The first rule of dog sledding is Never Let Go of the Sled.  Didn’t say it is without consequences.