|"WAIT! What's that?!?"|
... but there was much more to it! Mom brought out some chicken she had been marinating and opened up the grill!
I settled in to stand guard over her, when ...
|"Hey, Cammie. Whatcha doing?"|
"Stop right there, little one!"
Maggie still doesn't know to stay away from a hot grill, so I made sure to remind her!
"BOOM back at cha!"
We amused ourselves in play for a while, until we saw someone walking down on the road behind our house. We did what all good Siberians would do - we stared!
|"Do we know them?"|
"Shouldn't the question be 'do they know us?'?"
Mom said we did a really good job and that we weren't just great guard pups, that we were great company, as well. We thought that should mean only ONE thing, right?
|"I do believe we've earned some chicken, Mom!"|
"Yeah, Mom! Pony up!"
What about all of you? Do you help your bipeds grill, too? It's hard work, but the payoff is mighty tasty!