A-roos to yous, Jack here. Well, its that time of year, when the humans partake of yet another ritual we just don't get. They change the time. They "fall" back an hour today. This means that when we want our breakfast at 7 am, it will be 6 am. Which means mom won't get up until 8 am, which will be 7 am, so she thinks breakfast is on time. But, we know that its really an hour late. Follow that? Harumph! Neither do we.
Thought we'd "turn back the clock" for our blog post today. Here's a few pictures from this same weekend last year:
Tori had just arrived from Ohio:
I impressed her with my stylish sleepy pawsition:
I showed her our nice igloos & straw:
We took her to the ocean and we played on the rocks:
And we spent time sitting with dad near one of the lighthouses while the sun set.
Woosers, that seems so long ago! I hope Tori can see these from the RB and remembers the great time we had together, brief as it was. Looking at these made Mom leak, but smile, too. (No pics of Moo, she didn't join the pack till the end of January, 2010.)
We also want to let woo know that the *SOS SRF (Save Our Siberians) is starting their fall auction tonight at 9pm! There's lots of cool stuff, mostly related to Siberians in some way. There is even stuff made from our spun fur! Mom is donating a set of cards made from her artwork to the auction, too. Its always fun to take part in, and it helps with medical costs for injured rescued Sibes. Paws crossed the auction is a big success!
a-roos to yous, and toodle-woo!
jack a-roo & miss moo