Little Boy Blue: Week One

Little Boy Blue has only been with us for one week, but in that short time he has shown huge improvement in health and behaviour.

He is eating very well and his body is thriving on the good nourishment that he is now receiving.  We have been feeding him “proper” food, natural and wholesome in the form of raw meat, bones, fruit and vegetables.  His stomach is coping with it very well with no sign of any digestive problems.  He has a big appetite, which we are trying to satisfy!  It will be very interesting to see how much weight he has gained at tomorrow’s “weigh in”.

We were fearful that his poor start in life may have caused permanent damage to his body, but as each day passes we are more confident that he can make a full recovery.  His growth has quite clearly been restricted and only time will tell if he will fully catch up and be the size of husky his genes want him to be.

A lovely surprise this week has been the change in his hind leg movement.  Within days of free running with the other huskies his coordination and muscle development has improved immensely.  He is very clumsy and cumbersome, similar to a much younger puppy of “normal” upbringing, but everything is working well.  He has fallen over a lot, but each time he does he comes back stronger and more determined.  

When he first tried to climb stairs he only managed a few steps before his legs weakened and he had to be helped.  Now he dashes up and down the stairs at every opportunity, even managing to carry very large toys up and down them.

His skin is no longer red or irritable and his fur is growing well with very few bald patches remaining.  I bathed him today and he now smells sweet and looks fluffier.  He was very well behaved during his bath, relaxed and curious and he has become even more affectionate since!

His behaviour towards humans continues to surprise us.  He is friendly and affectionate to everyone that he meets.  He has no fear of them and is very trusting.  He shows no psychological signs of being badly treated by humans, quite the opposite in fact.

However, he is fearful when meeting other dogs outside of our pack, in particular large male dogs.  Unfortunately there are many irresponsible dog owners that cannot control their dogs and when they come charging up to Little Boy Blue it is heart breaking to see his reaction.  One large Labrador came charging over yesterday and would not leave him alone.  The owner as usual was oblivious and I had to step in to help little puppy.  We have work to do here as managed inappropriately he could potentially become a “fear biter”.  It should be a relatively easy problem to fix though as I know a lot of nice people with well socialised dogs and these are the dogs that puppy needs to spend time with.   He is also a very quick learner and is quite a sensible little chap.

This boy loves to run!  Hardly surprising being a Siberian Husky, but even when he could not move his back legs very well and his body was very weak, he was still determined to keep running.  Day by day he gets stronger and I don’t think it will be long until he is running short distances with the big boys.  At the moment he is mostly walking, with little running sessions when he feels the need to.  I use an extending lead so he run/ walk freely.  I must admit though that when he goes on one of his mad dashes I do struggle to keep up!!

When he breaks into a bounding motion, the tip of one of his ears flops up and down while the other one remains tightly upright.  He looks so happy when running, his little face lighting up with so much enthusiasm.  He has a very pronounced stripe down his back where his fur is most developed and when he raises his hackles he has the most awesome spike along the full length of his back.

We were concerned about his relationship with Kroft early this week.  Kroft is very wary of him and has being showing signs of stress when he is in the house and puppy is nearby.  This in turn causes stress for everyone.   Kez tries to defuse the situation by body blocking puppy and ushering him away from Kroft whilst Ian and I sit on the edge of our seats listening out for every little noise and trying to interpret all dog body language and eye contact.

I have been walking both of them together all week and am pleased to say that whilst Kroft is still wary when puppy is close, he has become more relaxed and is showing more tolerance of Little Boy Blue’s behaviour.  It is easy to forget that he is over 6 months old when you look at him and see a typical 3-4 month old sized body.  Kroft will know that he is more teenager than baby, and a rebellious teenager at that!

Kroi has been amazing this week.  When you introduce a puppy into a pack, the previous “baby” appears to instantly become a grown up.  The very sensible and mature behaviour shown by the ex Superbrat is an absolute pleasure to witness.  I even see the change when we are our running together without puppy anywhere nearby.  Kroi no longer feels the need to try and chase all wildlife he sees and if a dog tries to provoke him he just gives a “whatever” look and trots on by….  He listens to what I tell him without feeling the need to challenge.  He even ignores fresh road kill – all I have to say is “leave it” and he pretends that he never saw it!!  He is however still a full blood Siberian Husky, therefore if a mouse is going to run immediately in front of him, there is only going to be one outcome…

Little Boy Blue idolises Kroi, just like most other dogs appear to – the ones that don’t want to kill him that is.  Little Boy Blue follows him around like his shadow and tries to sleep as close to him as possible.   He has certainly chosen a very good role model to idolise.

Kez is helping teach him the house rules…. No jumping up when food is being prepared, don’t steal from anyone’s bowl and do not try and climb over the stair gate.  It is brilliant to watch Kez in action as he deals with the situation quicker than I can and then glances over to me for approval of what he has just done. 

The Huskies Running team have a lot of work to do with this little chap, but the future is looking good for Little Boy Blue.

All photos courtesy of my new phone :-)

Little Boy Blue

We had expected a very skinny and moth eaten 3-4 month only husky puppy.  What appears to have moved in with us is a very underweight, malnourished, moth eaten puppy that is at least 6 months old, quite possibly older.

He weighs 10kg, is the size of a 3-4 month old puppy, has a full set of adult teeth and has certain behaviours consistent with a male husky between 6-12 months.

When he first arrived he was very defensive towards all three of our dogs, which took us all by surprise.  Perhaps an attitude derived from the life he has led so far.  Or perhaps there is another reason, time will tell….

In the 24 hours that he has been here today the tension within the pack has settled and he has shown puppy like behaviour and respect for the big boys.  The boy huskies are helping teach him a few house rules and he is responding very well.  Kez is already taking on his “mother hen” role…

One thing that has taken both Ian and I by surprise is his attitude towards people.  He is a very friendly and very affectionate little boy.  Very inquisitive and not fearful of anything that we do.  We have already been able to start teaching him the word “no” and he comes to us when we encourage him to.

He would not settle or lie down all yesterday afternoon and evening, and I feared a very restless night for us all.  I decided to lie down on his bed and within seconds he lay down beside me and as I held him in my arms, he fell asleep.  He slept right through the night, only once awaking and asking to out for a little wee.

He was very chilled and laid back whilst in the veterinary surgery this evening, lying down to have his nails trimmed and very relaxed whilst being examined by the vet.

The only issue I had the whole time that I was there was when we exited the surgery and met four very aggressive sounding German Shepherds…..  Little Boy Blue was initially scared, but after two seconds of hesitancy he leapt forward growling and snarling like a ferocious lion!  To see such a pathetic and fragile little furry person react in that way was heart wrenching.  He certainly has a strong survival instinct, and an attitude that belies his very weak form.

Little Boy Blue was found wondering the streets in Brentwood, near the railway station.  Some lovely people were able to capture him just before he escaped under a fence and onto the railway line.  They then took him to a local lady that owns huskies and she took him into her home.  As well as severely malnourished, he had sarcoptic mange (fox mange) and all the symptoms associated with a severe infestation.  This lady has taken brilliant care of him in the few weeks that he was with her – he has been bathed, fed and shown love and attention.

Sadly she could not keep him and so his journey now takes a different path as he becomes a temporary member of the Huskies Running team.  He will not be running for a very long time, but he will enjoy all the other benefits of being in the team!

He has very poor bone and muscle development, his front legs work quite well(ish), but his back legs are very unstable.  His co-ordination is poor and he wobbles and falls over rather easily.

Little walks for now as we build up his body and strength.  It is too early to know how he will develop from this point forth.  Very stunted growth, but with the right care and attention the future is bright for Little Boy Blue and our objective is to turn this little boy into a beautiful glowing and happy husky.  When we do that he will fly this nest and find love with a forever family of his own.  We will be updating you on his progress, so watch this space to see something amazing. 

Finding and losing - what running gives me...

Today we found snow!!

I originally started writing this as a way of a public apology, but then my mind wandered around a little….

Today I did something that I am very ashamed and very embarrassed about.  Today I used bad language when I spoke to someone, very bad language….

He was unfortunately the person that happened to be there when I finally “lost it".

An accumulation of several historical incidents, a confusing past few months and physical pain - today was the day when I finally expressed my anger....

We also found this handsome chap...

I had already been running for several hours, was soaked through, freezing cold and in a lot of pain from a combination of toothache and ankle pain.

So what was his crime?  He had an off lead, out of control dog.  It was not aggressive but it quite blatantly was out of control and totally ignored him when he tried to call it.  I had gone way off the path to keep out of its way, it chased us and it jumped on Kroi as he tried to continue running and ignore it.

My words to him were “you should not let your dog off the lead if you cannot control it”, his words to me were that “this is a field for dogs and dogs to do whatever they wanted and I should run somewhere else if I did not like that”.  My response was “and I bet you don’t pick up its poo either” and then I used a bad word……

I then ran rather quickly after that as he was the sort of person that I would be very scared of if I met in the centre of the City… The sort of person that one could easily imagine carrying some sort of weapon and his face appearing on “Wanted” posters….

The ironic part of this story is that we were actually both trespassing – this field belongs to a farmer and is NOT for general public use, a fact that I will remember and opt for a different route in future.  This field is also the very place that I have so many problems with rude/ aggressive dogs and their owners.  It sits on the outskirts of a rather notorious Council Housing Estate….

Anyway, time to return to the “finding” part of today’s running adventures, too much negativity dealing with the rude Plonker…. 

And look!  We also found something high in the sky....

We found snow, we found fun and we found an ability to make decisions.  Running this morning helped me process some scenarios that I have been contemplating for a long while.  

For too long I have been trying to manage two “careers”, and failing in both (in my opinion).  

Today I made the decision that I never ever believed I would make.  Today I decided to prioritise my “working” career over my “fun” career.  It is a sad decision in many ways, but money does indeed make the world go around, dreams do not.  Today I switch off my dreams and deal with the reality of life.  This is not a sad day, it is a fact day.

I will continue to run, my huskies, my body and my mind need to run, I just will not dream any more…. 

Running with huskies

About to navigate through a field of cows...

What better way to start the day than a four hour cross country run with dogs, even breakfast has to wait sometimes….

It is rare for me to plan a precise route before I head out the door.  I have a rough idea of how long I want to run for, but it matters not where we run or the actual distance we cover.  I have a very good sense of direction and know the Wiltshire/ Hampshire countryside well so have no fears about getting lost, plus the dogs and I have the ability to run for hours and hours on motivation alone…. But as a precaution I take a mobile phone and on the longish runs I take water, Shot Bloks & Clif Bars, just in case…..

I know where all the rivers and sources of water are for the huskies, so I need only take emergency rations for them.

Behave, otherwise I leave you here ;-)

As I was intending on running for several hours I opted to run the dogs in harness, attached to me on a human harness via a double lead – “Cani-cross” style for those familiar with that sport.  Normally I just run them on collars and long leads, which give them more freedom and space to “play” and allow us all to run naturally.  As soon as harnesses go on they jump into work mode, very focussed and keen to do the job that they were bred to do.  The one benefit of harnesses is that I have free hands and can eat, drink and take photographs as we trot along admiring the view….

We headed off Eastwards towards Hampshire, picking up a route that runs alongside the railway line that goes into London.  Meeting several dogs and their owners within the first few miles and I was delighted to find that owners and dogs were very polite, respectful and friendly – very different than some of the people/ dogs that we meet when we run Westwards….  One could assume that it has something to do with country people versus town people…. But I will not make the assumption as I know that there is more to it than that!!

Typical terrain on the route...

I love running with the huskies.  We have run thousands of miles together and spend hours upon hours each week running together.  We know each other well and have the utmost respect for each other’s needs.  I allow them to follow their hunting/ chasing instinct, and take advantage of their enthusiasm to do some impromptu sprint training.  There are always warning signs before the launch forward in hunt mode…. A flick of ears, and stiffening of body, little glances around them… they sense the animal close by and I know before it appears what it will likely be…. It may be a deer, a pheasant, a hare, or something else.  I prepare for the surge forward and when it happens and it is safe to do so, I issue the word “let’s go” and sprint forward with them.  I continue running for a short distance before asking them to slow down and stop.  If it is not safe to run with them, I perform an emergency stop and the animal appears and then disappears as we stand and watch.  

To train a husky to stand and watch “prey” involves a lot of hard work, but it has saved my life on numerous occasions!!  Huskies are very intelligent dogs and don’t just chase animals for the sake of it, they chase to hunt and to kill, when a kill is not possible, they reduce their enthusiasm – me holding them back means no way can they catch a deer, and they know this!!

YAY! We found Clarendon Way..

In return the dogs help me when I need help…. There are times when I need them to either sprint forward (crossing busy roads) or perform an emergency stop or run by my side (treacherous terrain when I am in danger of falling over).  I need them to respond without hesitation, there is no time for thinking or questioning what I am asking them to do.  They know the difference between me asking them to slow down because I am a little scared of running downhill too quickly and when I actually am in danger.  In nearly two decades of running with dogs there have only ever been two occasions of me being in danger and the dogs not responding.  Both times involved rescue dogs that I had not raised since pups…..

There are two demonstrations that stand out for me as brilliant examples of the relationships that I have with the huskies.  The first was during a 30 mile ultra with three huskies – the event involved running up and down Box Hill in Surrey, including running down the infamous steps – have you ever actually counted them?  I think there are 271 in total...  We did it in such a beautifully controlled fashion that I was in tears by the time we reached the bottom, so proud of my “boys” especially as a squirrel appeared at one point….

Buzzard taking off....

The other example was during an ultra on the South West Coastal Path.  Running with only Kez on this occasion, we reached the top of the steps near Lulworth Cove and I froze.  

I was petrified and too scared to go any further.  Since falling while descending a mountain during the World Ultra Trail Championships in 2011 I have become very scared of running down steep descents.  Kez had already climbed down two steps when I froze, but as soon as he realised, he reversed back up them and stood by my side.  He looked up at me and edged forward, before looking back at me.  I followed him down the first step and then the next as he continued forward, looking back at me every few seconds.  

We made it safely to the bottom – without Kez there I would have simply turned around and quit the race.

Anyway, back to our little fun adventure yesterday.  It was only Kez, Kroi and I - Ian had taken Krofti running with him.  Heading East we soon entered Hampshire and were running on trails that I used to run and ride upon many years ago.

We passed the stables where I used to keep my pony and we passed the field where I first learned how to mud ski courtesy of a herd of baby pigs – no pigs live there anymore so we passed through uneventfully…

It was shortly after this point that I started making up the route as I had never before run down the bridleways that we were now on.  

My instinct was correct and by chance our distraction of following the Red Kites also happened to lead us down the correct path back into Wiltshire.  

I wanted to pick up the Clarendon Way and head homewards upon it – we found it rather too easily if I am honest as I had quite liked the idea of pretending we were lost for a little while… would have had to run further!!

Once on the Clarendon Way it was a simple case of following it until we reached Pitton and then head up towards Figsbury Ring.  We had some fun with teenage campers/ hikers along the way, plus some “downtime” chasing mice…..

Safely home after nearly four hours of running and time for a hearty breakfast……

Krofti.... pictures speak a thousand words...

Integral member of the team during the Lightning 12 hour race - love this photo!

Krofti has seen it all, and done it all...

I have spent nearly 12 years with this very special boy.

He has shared his life with 7 other huskies, accepted and helped all of them in some way.

A husky with a fabulous sense of humour and an ability to win over the coldest of hearts...

I have learned so much by watching him and his approach to life....

I love this little guy and I don't think that I am the only one....

Waiting patiently as I "faff"...

Puddle jumping with kids.  Children are his true love :-)

With earned trust, you are allowed certain privileges - walking free in Newborough Forest...

Krofti in "Heaven" - being cuddled by a little person...

Last minute stand in for a friend in need in the European Canicross Championships in Belgium 2010

Fame!! On Belgium television!!

Leading the Winchester kids into the stadium as part of the Track2Track relay...

My most favourite photo - Olympic Torch Bearing husky.... a very worth Kobi stand in :-)

What he does best... sleeping and looking cute...

Protecting Colin - another cute sleeping one...

Pin up boy...;-)

The most special one of them all.... :-)

The day I met Krofti..... less than 24 hours old... I will be with him until the day he falls asleep for the last time..... :-)

(photos courtesy of Ian J Berry, Katie Jarzyna, RTV television, Sandra Bowers)

The boy husky forever in my heart....

Dear Kobi,

This will be the last time that I ever write to you.  I will continue to remember you forever and a day, you live in my heart and that will never change.

So much has happened in this past year.  Every day I have thought of you and every day I have wondered “what if”…. But I know in my heart of hearts that the answer will always be the same.

My last words to you were “go find him” and I choose to believe that you did.  Somehow you found him and now you watch us from above, forever watch us from above.

I will never forget the day we said goodbye.  You somehow knew what was happening and what it meant.  You never questioned as I led you into the car.  For the first time ever you walked in without hesitation.  And as you fell asleep in my arms, you never resisted and never questioned.  You just knew that it was okay because you trusted me.

Loving life!!

Others have judged and others have their opinion.  We know the facts and we made the decision that was best for you.  The most painful decision ever made, but the one that we had to make. Any other decision would have resulted in eternal turmoil and potential pain beyond comprehension.

As I write the tears are rolling down my face, I remember so much and wish so much that it could have been different.  You continue to come to me in my dreams, for that I am eternally grateful.  He brings you to me, my forever protector even in death he continues to help me.

But, I do not want to write to you in a negative mind, so much positive has come out of the past year and it is that I want to share with you.

Do you remember the promise that I made to you?  Well I did it, we saved another and she is now about to begin her new life…..

Her name is Lara and she is another like you, but with a difference….. A little Lady Husky she is, and a little character she most definitely is…. We have worked hard following all that you taught us and as a result we have helped her more than I thought possible.

Creating your own magic

She left us today, to go and live with her new family.  We nearly did not let her go, wanted to keep her here and cuddle her forever…. But then I thought of you and the promise that I made to you. 

She has gone and I return to having only one shadow.  I will miss her terribly as will Ian and all the boy huskies.  It hurts Kobi, just like it hurt when we said goodbye to you.

As this special little Princess leaves us, a baby boy joins us for a few sleepovers before moving onwards to be with his forever family.  He is a little husky puppy and sad circumstances allowed me to enter his life.  I was driven to help him by thoughts of you.  But I hesitated in my actions, thinking I could make good out of his sad situation.  I nearly failed in my quest to help him.  Kez was the one that comforted me as I wept by the roadside thinking I was too late… 

But my belief was indeed true and "good" triumphed over "bad".  For a short while this little baby will be welcomed into our home and nurtured by the “K” Pack.  He now has a bright smiling future ahead of him, thanks to you.

Biggest tongue competition...

Krofti, Kez and Kroi send you their love.  They have forgotten the stuff that I also choose to forget.  Their little scars are reminders of our life together, nothing more and nothing less.

Kade left us shortly after you did, but I believe you know that already.  The One I sent you to find was his father and my forever protector.

So where ever you are, I just wanted to say that I think of you every day and I thank you for all that you gave and continue to give.  I wish it could have ended differently, but I accept that for so many reasons, it had to end as it did.

For one year I have slept above all that remains of your precious husky form. I have in that time fulfilled my promise to you and saved another.

Do you remember that you and I were to carry the Olympic Flame together?  I have never forgotten.  Kobi, my little Olympic Spirit you will rest forever in the very place where I carried the Olympic Flame in your memory.

And in a strange twist of fate… do you remember when I used to hold you and dream of finding your mum?  Well, I may have found her now.  If it is her, she is well and she is safe.  She endured a lot of suffering but others stepped in and helped save her and now she needs worry no more.  I will never be able to prove that she gave birth to you, but I choose to believe that this is your birth mum.  I have seen a photo of her and she reminds me so much of you….

The overall female course record (with huskies...)

And do you remember how you taught me to run very quickly?  You, me and the two brothers?  Well we continued running quickly in your memory and were rewarded by achieving the overall female course record at parkrun.  It has since been deleted from official records, but we do have the memories, plus a little keepsake...

The sub 4 minute mile moves ever closer, another dream for us to chase....

Taking a bow after our 12 hour run

My forever protector, his son (Kade) and grandson (Krofti)

I will continue to dream of “Kobi’s Legacy”, where together you, Ian and the “K” Pack help huskies and children alike.  Help them learn to love life through running and all that it brings.  We have made progress, but asking people for money is the hardest part and I haven’t quite mastered that art.  Until then we will continue to give as we can.

My Dear Kobi, I bid you farewell.

I love you, forever and a day.

Sandra xx

(Photos courtesy of Ian J Berry & Linda Green)

Farewell to a Princess...

Fearful and cautious, the first few days...

Dear Lara,

This is the letter that I have dreamed about writing and had nightmares about writing.

Our time together is coming to an end and we both now must learn to live without each other.  All around us people will help us adapt.  For many weeks there will be doubt and uncertainties, but ultimately we will both grow and thrive in our separate lives.

Before you, there was another.  The boy husky that you see in your dreams used to live amongst us.  He was a very special boy that taught me so much.  He prepared me for you and how I could help you learn to love and trust humans after such a sad start in your young life.

Nearly one year ago today I held this special boy husky in my arms as he fell asleep forever.  I made a promise to him that I would save others like him and send them out into the world as happy, healthy and adaptable huskies ready for a new and forever life.

When you leave us to live with your forever family my promise to this special boy will have been fulfilled.  Thank you for allowing me to fulfil that promise.

Snake games with Sally....

I am fearful of the future as I can no longer protect you, but I know in my heart that you no longer need me and need something else that your new family will give you.  With them you will have all the attention that you desire.  You will not have to push boy huskies out the way or squawk at older boy huskies when you are jealous of human attention bestowed to them.

I so wish that I could tell you what to do in the forthcoming weeks as you adjust to new people and a new life.  I know you will sometimes be scared and will look for boy huskies and all the other things that have become familiar to you in your time with us.  But tell you I cannot, you will need to learn and will need to be big and strong – just like you were when that scary dog tried to hurt you yesterday.

When I met you for the first time I knew that your time with us would not be long.  Although you looked unsure and fearful, you were curious and determined.  A mind of your own some might say, or perhaps a strong sense of self survival derived from a previous life full of sadness and neglect.

We were worried for a while with the little “love triangle”… Kez loved you, you loved Kroi and Kroi just wanted to be with his human “mum”.  There was tension for a while between the two brothers, but not long and soon they were best friends again and you accepted that perhaps young Kroi was not yet ready for Lady Huskies….

Chasing the love of your life...

You were curious right from the start.  You wanted to see and experience all that was happening around you, wanted to know and to understand.  You became my shadow as I took you on a whirlwind tour of life, assisted by a Man Human and three amazing boy huskies.

Together we ran for miles, we played for hours and we ate so many exciting foods.  We were not supposed to eat Garmins, but I guess you just wanted to understand why the Man Human was so obsessed with this little gadget and all that it did….

You brought light and humour into our lives.  Watching you collect underwear, toys, cushions and tea towels and hide you treasures in muddy holes was funny and yet sad at the same time.  We knew what was driving your appetite for such behaviour that was the sad part, but you did look like you were having so much fun at the same time!

Your fascination with wooden spoons was another little quirk that we loved.  I know now just how much you love oatmeal and as most spoons were used to create a bowlful, I guess I understand why they were so attractive….

There were so many things that you did that brought tears to my eyes.  Your first wagging tail in recognition of my voice; the way you leaped around when I said “Ladee Husky”; the first time you “whoo, whoo’ed” - a noise that once echoed around our house when a certain boy husky was in residence; the way you always followed me into the bathroom and was fascinated by the bubbles in the bath; the excitement you showed the first time you sneaked onto our bed…. The list goes on and on, so many things to remember and cherish forever.  And thanks to the Man Human we have so many photographic memories to remember you by…

Our first parkrun & my love of pink about to commence....

You amazed me with your aptitude for running.  Like a true husky you took to it immediately and the smiles upon your face were a delight to see.  With each week you became stronger and faster and able to run further.  Last week together with the boy huskies and Man Human we ran faster than I have ever run in my life.  15:06 for 5k is rather fast and I know given more time we could have gone even faster…

The photo of a lifetime..
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In two decades of living with huskies you were the first lady husky that I ever lived with.  Any eye opener you certainly were, your intelligence and ability to achieve your objectives were quite simply awe inspiring.  I think I may try the bum wagging technique next time I want to steal a chip from Man Human’s dinner plate….

I went on a quest to find you a home worthy of the princess that you are.  I wrote and I created and I shared, and it worked.  There were a great many people that fell in love with you, just like I did.  But there can only be one home for you and I believe that the one chosen for you will give you all that you need, and a little bit more….

Help them understand you and learn about Siberian Huskies.  Your breed is very special and so many people fail to understand what you need to live in contentment.  The life blood that pulses through your veins needs to belong to a pack, needs to run and needs to hunt - well at least pursue the act of hunting if not the actual “killing”.  Given time your new family will give this to you, always remember that and when they drop your lead or open the car door before you are secured to them.  The outside world is scary and threatening place for huskies that love to run, stay with your family and let them protect you from it.  Remember your beautiful sister Vanya and how she now watches over you from above.  Remember that you belong in our world for many years to come……

Bed for a Princess

I made you a special bed to take to your new home and remember us by.  They very bed that you now love and scolded Krofti about for daring to sleep upon…

And so as the tears free flow I ask only one thing of you.  Remember all that I have taught you and never forget.  Look to your new “mum” as you once looked to me, she may not have my Scottish accent but she wants for you all that I wanted for you.

Thank you for all that you have given me and our pack.  We believe again thanks to you.

I will never forget you and will remember you, forever and a day…….

The Lady Human xx

(Photos courtesy of Stuart March, Ian J Berry & Sandra Bowers)