Sorry for not bloggity blogging a lot, but I've been a busy border coolie.
First, the Musher is trying to find a race to go race with the Pretty Curly Tails. Apparently the Canadian Challenge didn't have any snow or something, so that got cancelled.
Then, there's Twig. She's in her teenage years and nothing but a pawful. She won't listen to anyone, dives head first into everything without thinking, and generally throw temper tantrums when she doesn't get her way.
Case in point... she insists that she can wrestle the wild Bearfalo to the ground. She knows she can. She wanted to prove that she can. I suggested that it wasn't a good idea.
|Bet: Twig, I'm telling you, this isn't a good idea!|
She didn't listen
|Twig: GRRRRR I am the Bearalo hunter!!!|
|Bet: He doesn't appear to be submitting|
|Twig: GRRRRR I have you where I want you now!|
|Twig: BITEY FACE!!!|
|Bear: Did you hear that??|
|Twig: You can't fool me with that "there's a monster in the woods" ploy|
|Twig: fine, bitey face isn't working, so I shall gnaw on your leg!|
|Bet: Um... watch out Twig, he's getting cranky|
|Twig: It's clear that leg gnawing is working, gnaw gnaw|
|Bet: Seriously, I would suggest you stop gnawing on his leg, he doesn't look very happy|
|Bet: Watch it Twig, he's about to charge!!!|
|Bear: I love my sheeps, they are silly when they play|