Super Snooter Saturday

Our furiend Zim came up with a great idea fur a post - 
we thought we'd hop on our deck and join him!

Ha-roo  Zim!  Ha-woo Cami!

We can smell all the way to the Kansas Ocean from here!
Who knew?

Happy Super Snooter Saturday to everyone!

Jack a-roo & Miss Moo


In Memory of a Great Lady

Mom here, my turn to write an entry on the blog, in honor of one of our own.

How does time manage to slip by so quickly?

The Tales from the Trails Siberian Husky rescue walk takes place this weekend in PA, and this year , we won't be there.   But Jack & I were there in 2009, one day after saying a tearful good-bye to our first and greatest Siberian, Blue Moon Star.

Star lit up or lives from the day she joined our family and took over as our (lets face it) Pack Leader when she was a wee little thing of 5 weeks. Her reign lasted till she walked into the vets office with great dignity, under her own powers, for our final farewell nearly 13 years later on Sept. 24th 2009.

She was a Great Lady, with the kind of graciousness, poise, and a knack for impeccable timing you find in human women like Kathrine Hepburn.   We miss her presence, her wisdom, her humor, her mind-blowing ability to communicate telepathically, and her beautiful, startling blue eyes....  like the eyes of the wilderness staring back into ours.

 The emptiness left by her absence has softened with time till we have a permanent warm fuzzy spot in our hearts.    I honestly wondered if we could ever love a dog as much as we loved her again.

Then the irrepressible Miss Moo bounced into our lives, bringing her party-girl attitude and sweetly caring ways.   Jack's never had it so good (they adore each other)!  She is my devoted companion and at the same time, "Daddy's girl".

We are so blessed to share our lives with so many wonderful spirits.    Its comforting to know that Star is reunited with her beloved Sherman and first sisfur, Rosie, and that Sherman's sister Tori is also back with her big brother.   Our adventures continue with Jack & Moo, filling every day life with love and fur!



A New View for Moo!

Dad-a-roo put up a new storm door this weekend
 to keep the pretty new front door pretty longer.

We snoopervised:

Did woo get that far corner, Dad 

Yup, looks good right there!

Woo finished this one over here, too?    
Good work, Dad a-roo!

A new view for Moo!

And that's this weeks "View from the Moo!"

Miss Moo


Monday's View from the Moo: "Woo Don't Say?"

Ha-woo everyone!  It's me, Miss Moo, with Monday's View... 

Mom is trying to upload a video, she hasn't been doing those cause she doesn't like the way the newer imovie operates.   Anywoo, here's Jack & I as mom was tring to get me to do my famous jump-spins.   The key work being "trying", ha-woo, she did not succeed!  
But Jack & I got pretty vocal, so she's posting us anyway.

I hope woo enjoyed our antics, and maybe one of these days she'll get me on camera doing one of my spins!

And that's this week's View from the Moo
Miss Moo


Labor Day: Moo's Views on being a Working Breed

Ha-woo everyone!   AS woo know, Siberian Huskies are a working breed.  For humans who don't undersatand what that means, it roughly translates to: "Hey, if you leave us alone without anything to do we are quite capable of thinking up something to do to keep ourselves occupied".  

The other day mom and dad were gone to work, like usual, and I didn't want to go outside.  I kept thin,ing "what's missing in my life?"  and came up with it --   snow!   Yup, there hasn't been any snow fur a very long time!

I got right to work making some for myself.    By the time Mom came home, I had myself a nice little pile of "snow"!

Hi mom!    Look at me, I'm rolling in the snow!

You want a turn?  I'll share my snow!

Mom let me keep my snow till late afternoon (roughly right before dad got home), which made me very happy, cause making snow is hard work.  But as a working breed, I don't mind hard work.

I think I'll do a little more landscaping this afternoon in celebration of Labor Day.
And that's this week's View from the Moo,

Miss Moo