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Someone asked to see our Huskies smile. This is Maui. His sister, not shown, is Kona. We adopted them about four years ago from the Humane Society, and they are some of the most well adjusted doggies ever. This is one of Maui's more usual poses. That couch is theirs, and they truly are family members.
If you have the chance, support your local Humane Society. Almost all of my dogs have been adopted, and they have given us more love than one could ever imagine.
If they could only talk... and in some ways they do... Maui saying Roo Rooooo... means feed me.
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If you have the chance, support your local Humane Society. Almost all of my dogs have been adopted, and they have given us more love than one could ever imagine.
If they could only talk... and in some ways they do... Maui saying Roo Rooooo... means feed me.
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Used to do that with mine, on the front porch. Kept door to door missionaries away for some reason. We'd get all the other Huskies, Malamutes, Wolf Hybrids and Coyotes in the woods joining in. Fun neighborhood in Flagstaff, forest right behind the homes and a few folks had sled dog teams. I had a rough count of over 50 Woooers in that area
This reminds me of a time, long, long ago (Still within this Galaxy, alas), when I was out solo camping/hiking in the remote desert of Arizona.
Normally, wild critters will just steer clear of people. I'm fine with that.
However, this night? I was just sitting outside my tent, gazing up into the absolute brilliance a night sky only a desert biome can share, and heard a 'yote close-enough, start to yammer/sing. Then another. And another. Then more.
All around me, nearby.
That's 'Hunting' tactics, and THIS human wasn't about to suffer it.
I still own the 'yote cap (w/tail), and used to own a beautiful pair of 'yote house slippers that went with it (Sadly, stolen may years ago).
Not trying to say 'yotes are inandof themselves, bad critters. Each has their place, after all.
Choose ME as their meal?
smdh...
Nope!
Normally, wild critters will just steer clear of people. I'm fine with that.
However, this night? I was just sitting outside my tent, gazing up into the absolute brilliance a night sky only a desert biome can share, and heard a 'yote close-enough, start to yammer/sing. Then another. And another. Then more.
All around me, nearby.
That's 'Hunting' tactics, and THIS human wasn't about to suffer it.
I still own the 'yote cap (w/tail), and used to own a beautiful pair of 'yote house slippers that went with it (Sadly, stolen may years ago).
Not trying to say 'yotes are inandof themselves, bad critters. Each has their place, after all.
Choose ME as their meal?
smdh...
Nope!
You don't even need a translator at that time They are one of the oldest dog breeds around - not a Wolf but still have a lot of the mindset and the vocal abilities. Heh laughing over all the fluff. I'm still getting it out of the velcro on my Teva river sandals from 2001. I swear I could clone Shandi from that fluff.... She's been gone since 2005, but after 3 moves since then I still find some fluff.
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/31787453/ Mine around 2001 - start of snow season in Flagstaff. Shandi loved it, would sleep in the snow instead of her dog house. Would wake me up in the middle of the night if she was too warm inside. If breathing heavy by my ear or shaking her collar and tags didn't do the trick, she'd throw me on the floor - she'd sit up, put her paws on my shoulder and somehow flip me off the bed. Then dance around like a maniac doing her "I gotta go out Now!" dance. I miss that character. Dad called her my Little Sister.
well the long metal rod for holding cleaning brushes for shotgun barrels. Handy tool for other tasks, like poking out thick wads of dog hair from the handle/suction tube of that brand of vacuum cleaner. Shove hair up to the side port the vac bag would be on and pull out with needle nose plyers.
As my brother says, "We are Dog. Vacuuming is futile!"
My Camilla AKA Cami was 'hired' as a PTSD dog, but she had it worse than I did. Instead, her job is to entertain me, at which she excels. She makes all manner of strange sounds for different occasions. Although she's barely 2/3 of Winston's size, her bark is much more official -- she's the Boss Dog and the brains of the gang.
My Camilla AKA Cami was 'hired' as a PTSD dog, but she had it worse than I did. Instead, her job is to entertain me, at which she excels. She makes all manner of strange sounds for different occasions. Although she's barely 2/3 of Winston's size, her bark is much more official -- she's the Boss Dog and the brains of the gang.
mine seldom bark... Kona will bark if my son's dog comes over. His is also female but a short hair mongrel, but the two of them have to vie for the alpha female slot. I have to keep an eye on them. Kona put her in her place once and I felt bad about it. No real harm done but still...
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You could mail him some you know..... I had a neighbor in Flagstaff who collected all the blown winter coats from as many of the sled dogs in the neighborhood. She worked at the local living history museum and would spin the hair into yarn and knit with it. I was very tempted to see if I could get a Husky sweater but was afraid of what would happen if I wore it near a tree or fire plug...
:chuckles I do remember walking one of the Huskies in the Woods and well she made a big production of sniffing, scratching and fussing over where a coyote had marked a tree. She marked over it and well I ended up doing the same - I'd had a beer a bit before the walk in the woods. Social mistake, marking over her fresh mark on that tree. I got growl chewed out, dirty looks and her balancing on just her front paws so she could mark even higher on the tree. Gave me a look that said "Just try to mark over that one and you'll find out...." She was the Alpha in her world view and well Humans just don't mark over an Alpha's mark.
omg's, how'd I miss this comment/story, earlier?!
'Lump' is an intact Male, so of course HIS 'Peemail' must always be the dominant/most-current!
He'll 'Mark' over my water, and I'm o.k. with that. (I'm in charge of his food, and he knows it!)
However? This little bastard WILL steal my footwear, unless I keep it 'Safe!' Once he's nabbed one/them, they're HIS, no questions asked.
He did this one time too many during one long hike, when I only had ONE good pair of boots. (Sneakers I had. Boots were needed). He nabbed one off of the line I'd tied it to, to 'Dry' near the fire. THOUGHT he'd got away with it.
No. F*CK no!
He literally growled/bared his teeth at me when I took it back, so I returned his 'Stare,' and then peed all over MY BOOT, 'Marking' it as *MINE!* (Yes, this is icky. Gotta learn animal language/custom in order to handle 'em, sometimes!)....
The look of astonishment on his face, when I did this?
Christ, (Again), I wish I'd had my camera handy, and took his picture!
He never again tried to nab (That) particular boot.)
I suppose he got the message?
'Lump' is an intact Male, so of course HIS 'Peemail' must always be the dominant/most-current!
He'll 'Mark' over my water, and I'm o.k. with that. (I'm in charge of his food, and he knows it!)
However? This little bastard WILL steal my footwear, unless I keep it 'Safe!' Once he's nabbed one/them, they're HIS, no questions asked.
He did this one time too many during one long hike, when I only had ONE good pair of boots. (Sneakers I had. Boots were needed). He nabbed one off of the line I'd tied it to, to 'Dry' near the fire. THOUGHT he'd got away with it.
No. F*CK no!
He literally growled/bared his teeth at me when I took it back, so I returned his 'Stare,' and then peed all over MY BOOT, 'Marking' it as *MINE!* (Yes, this is icky. Gotta learn animal language/custom in order to handle 'em, sometimes!)....
The look of astonishment on his face, when I did this?
Christ, (Again), I wish I'd had my camera handy, and took his picture!
He never again tried to nab (That) particular boot.)
I suppose he got the message?
We know that look well. Sky would lay like that in the middle of the bed by himself, sometimes propped against me with all four in the air. Tundra would lay like that alongside the bed in her cubby she found. Sage would lay like that in the bed... the floor next to my chair, the front seat of the pickup with her head in my seat.
Yep happy and contented puppies they were and each very much missed.
Yep happy and contented puppies they were and each very much missed.
My Shandi loved to sleep under the sewing machine table in the spare bedroom. Was a small space she just fit in and I guess she felt secure there. She'd get very pissed off if I was in there watching a movie on the home theatre rig I'd put in there - 10 pm was her bed time if she was sleeping in the house - she picked the time.. Dad and I would get dirty looks and vocalizations if we kept her up...
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