It was with great trepidation that we decided to take Spike
with us on our little family trip to North Wales. Only weeks after major surgery on his hind
leg and currently under very strict restrictions combined with the fact that he
struggles to cope with new situations had us thinking that the best option
would be to leave him at home.
Life has
been very stressful lately for our little “family” and we were concerned that
our plans could potentially compound the situation.
A sad Spike |
The three Siberian Huskies we have had since babies are very
flexible and relaxed about their attitude towards change and new things. They follow my lead and if I am cool about
it, then so are they. Spike has a completely
different attitude and struggles with any form of change. He needs to eat in the same place, sleep in
the same place and keep his toys in the same place (neatly arranged in his sleeping
quarters in the living room of our house).
“New” or “different” brings fear to Spike and brings about a very
negative response, a responses that can be both unpredictable and hard to
manage.
Spike’s recovery from surgery is very slow, fraught with
worry and full of fear and there are many occasions when it feels like we have
huge mountains to climb together. Precipitous
peaks that we fear will never be negotiated satisfactorily.
However, Spike is an integral part of our family and to
leave him at home would have been both heart breaking and worrying. We
decided to take him and deal with come what may…
Scary sand, where paws sink |
The good news is that we (okay me), over-thought the
situation and Spike absolutely loved his little family holiday and thrived on
the experience. In the past three weeks
he has not smiled much, but while we were away he smiled a lot. He ate very little, but that is okay as food
is not a priority to him and never has been.
Spike got to meet lovely people and watch the Snowdonia
Marathon, where the love of his life (Ian) ran an amazing time of 2:56. One of his ambitions in life was to run a sub
3 on Snowdonia Marathon and this year he totally nailed it! I personally think that his 5 am very fast
running with Siberian Huskies on muddy hills helped him a little bit. Ian believes
that it was solely down to the beer and pizza that he consumed before the race
at the awesome Gallt-y-Glyn. The reality is that he works very hard and
digs deeper than most when he needs to.
Spike went to the beach for the first time ever and his
response was both heart-warming and heart-breaking. He loved the waves as he watched them crescendo
on the beach. But he was petrified when
his paws sunk into deep sand as we walked close to the surf. He dropped to the sand, scared to walk
further. I tried to convince him that it
was safe, but I failed and we had to return to the sanctuary of the other
huskies and Ian that were waiting for us on the sand dunes.
Meeting a jelly fish... I try to help |
Meeting a jelly fish |
Spike also met a jelly fish.
Sadly it was a dead jelly fish left on the sea shore when the tide ebbed
away to the ocean. When he first saw it,
Spike froze and tried to leap over it.
But I was determined to help him understand that although he needed to “respect”
it, there was no imminent danger. He
hesitated and tried to approach it, appearing confused when he saw his
reflection upon its shiny surface. He
stood staring at it for a very long time before slowly advancing forwards and “testing”
it with his teeth.
After that he decided
that all was well and whenever we went near it he tried to pull me towards
it! I guess that must mean that Jelly
Fish taste nice, perhaps a little like a jelly bean?
Meanwhile we took one of the other Huskies over to “meet” the Jelly Fish and he merely looked at the creature for a millisecond and tapped it with his paw before moving on to explore the rest of the beach.
Meanwhile we took one of the other Huskies over to “meet” the Jelly Fish and he merely looked at the creature for a millisecond and tapped it with his paw before moving on to explore the rest of the beach.
I wonder if Spike dreams like I do... |
We are home now and as I write, Spike is sleeping in his
special place with his toys nestled against his back. He is smiling and looks very content. We made the right decision taking him with
us, of that I am sure.