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About the Weather...

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 It's spring, but apparently Mother Nature doesn't care. Since she did not give our snow dogs any snow this winter...no, she didn't...she must have decided to toss us a treat...in the middle of a heat wave! And, oh boy. Somebody is in the doghouse...me! Just look at Harley's face in this selfie; the Queen is not happy! Apparently, my bad for not letting her hang out on the deck in snowy 50 mph winds with a wind chill of 20°F (after being a sunny 72°F yesterday). Oh, it's such a Husky thing.  Meanwhile, Security CAT Patrol Officer is on the job... "Binx" is checking out the snow and wondering how he could be basking on the sunny, warm front stoop yesterday, and today, he has to dare get his paws wet with snow! Don't worry, Binx, we are wondering the same thing!  Mother Nature is feeling a bit confused today! (Thanks to our home securtiy ADT for letting me have a little catastic fun with our sign!) "Sometimes Mother Nature de...

Wading and Wooing in the Water on a Wordless Wednesday!

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Happy National Love Your Pet Day!

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Watching and Waiting on a Wordless Wednesday

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Goodbye, Sweet Smokie

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We are so sad to announce that our sweet Smokie earned her furangel wings and crossed the Rainbow Bridge suddenly today. I received a phone call this morning that she was hit by a car right around the corner from our house. A good samaritan (who did not hit her), named Gwen, stopped, picked her up, brought her to our vet, who rushed her into emergency surgery. Both Gwen and our vet called me to let me know what happened. Smokie did not make it...she passed from a brain hemorrhage, but our vet assured us that she did not suffer. My daughter and I are devastated. We were with her as she began her journey to the Rainbow Bridge, even though she had already passed.  As many of you know, Smokie was a starving, abandoned young cat when my daughter rescued her. She has been a loving part of our lives for over four years. She loved to roll in the grass, get her tummy rubbed, and we always joked that she was our "watch" cat as she was always patrolling and sunning herself in the...

FiveSibes Nominated for a Shorty Award and Hit the Campaign Trail!

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Wolf, the Campaign Manager W e are VERY excited (hear those Sibe woos???!!!) to report that we have been nominated for a "Shorty Award" for social media for our Twitter tweets and our blog.  http://shortyawards.com/FiveSibesMom I t's truly an honor! But the work is not done there, nope! The FiveSibes and Hu-Mom are now hitting the Campaign Trail to garner up some more votes for the "Shorties" to possibly have a chance at getting some national attention, which in turn will help us to continue to promote and support the breed of Siberian Huskies and all things canine and pet-related. So, if you enjoy visiting our blog, seeing our photos, viewing our videos, and reading our Twitter tweets--and if you have a Twitter account--if you wouldn't mind visiting this site ( http://shortyawards.com/FiveSibesMom ) and voting for us in the "social media" category, we would send many Husky hugs your way!  P lease be sure to complete the sentence ...

A Husky's Night Before Christmas Photo Story

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A Husky’s Night Before Christmas   my adaption of ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas by Clement Clarke Moore The night before Christmas all shared a warm vibe Not a creature was stirring, not even a Sibe;   The stockings were hung on the stair rail with care, In hopes that Santa Paws soon would be there;   The Huskies were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of squeaky toys danced in their heads; With Harley on her blanket, and Gib on my lap,   Wolf, Chloe, and Bandit all settled down for a long winter's nap,   When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, the FiveSibes wooed as to what was the matter.   Brothers Wolf and Gibson searched out cause, When who should appear – why yes, Santa Paws!   A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he left rawhides for all five in the pack. He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,   And touchin...