It's Tree Farm week at Wild Dingo. At the Tree Farm, we run into many friendly peeps and their dogs on the trail.
"Come on slackers! I don't have all day! There are squirrels to chase and things to smell!"
"Mom, haven't you learned about huskies off leash yet? Sheesh. Sometimes I think you only bring me along to use me for my herding skills."
Or not... As the Internet can see below, Loki is hardly herding Juno. Instead they hear and smell potential friends in the trail above. Before you know it, both dogs go investigate and my "herding" dog forgets who he is.
"Principessa! Do you smell what I smell?"
"Yes sir, big boy! Let's do it!"
And here are the happy boys that they found:
"Oh boy these are my peeps! GSDs! They kind of look like me, but bigger!" (And furrier.)
"Listen tan boy, I told you I'm NOT that way! I only go for girls. Usually chi-wow-wows."
"That's right tan boy, go to your momma for some kisses. I don't kiss the boys!"
"Hey, dude! It's like we're long lost cousins. Or something."
Ever the charmer he is, Loki presents his stinkin' end for a scratch. "Ya, that's right, a little to the left there sweetie pie."
"Just cuz your boy came back, doesn't mean you have to stop cupcake!"
And where was the sibe in all of this? She came, flirted briefly with the boys and then did what huskies do best:
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"Your project is guaranteed to meet superior Siberian standards or I will fatally masticate it. You have my "woo" on that!"
"I keep your project safe from crows, coyotes, and flies. I prefer to be paid in salmon treats and tennis balls."
"I manage the treat jar & the staff's daily payroll of cookies and bones. The staff is excellent at math and let me know when I come up short."