Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Yak cheese

Well, I proved yet again that no matter how hard mommy tries to husky-proof the house, if I get upset, I WILL destroy something. Hehehehe. The other day, mommy left with her friend to go to a place to see other dogs without me (growl growl growl), leaving me all alone in the house with no harem to dote over me. Granddaddy came home a bit later, but he's not part of my harem so he doesn't ever count. So I decided to get even. You see, not so long ago, mommy cruelly left me for 6 whole weeks to go to a place called Tibet with Granddaddy. It wasn't so bad because Aunty is really nice and I didn't have to go into boarding or anything, but I still missed mommy. Anyway, she brought back this really yummy dried yak cheese from her trip. She gave me a few tiny bits as treats, but I pretended not to be too interested to lure her into a sense of false security. Hehehehe. See my evil husky plot? She then left the bag within my reach. I ignored the bag for two whole weeks until she comitted the ultimate crime of leaving me alone. So, to comfort myself I decided "why not have some cheese?"

Well, mommy returned smelling strongly of other dogs, but brough my other harem member (her friend) back with her, so I forgave her. Then she discovered the ripped up orange plastic bag. And the crumbs of the very hard dry cheese. She was a bit worried about the whole plastic bag thing, but it loked like it was all there. Still, she was pretty upset. I mean, it was speical yak cheese, after all. Besides all this, it kind of made me sick for a while so she had to take me out a lot and so she was glaring at me and that was less fun. But the treats were worth it!

Speaking of the place that smells of strange dogs where mommy disappears to, she says that she'll be going there more often because she got a job there! It's a doggy-daycare and boarding and lots of other stuff center called SPAWS. I'm a little miffed, but maybe she'll be able to take me there sometimes and i can play with the other doggies. That would be fun especially since she tells me that the place is air conditioned. Now I just have to work on that husky mind control thing that the Ao4 is so good at. Taaaaake me to woooooork. Taaaaake me to wooooooork! Or maybe I'll simply run out the door before she can stop me and jump in the car and force her to take me to work. Always good to have a contingency plan.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Somebody turn off the heat

I am not a happy husky.

It's very hot out right now. I miss my lovely snow. Because it's hot, mommy isn't taking me to the dogrun or the mountain, I only get leash-walks because she doesn't want me to get overheated. As if I wasn't already. How did I get stuck in a house with no air conditioning? This is insane. Mommy says we may go to the doggy café with her friend Milie (who is part of my harem as are all of my mommy's female friends) where they have air conditioning.

I can't wait until winter again.


Monday, July 23, 2007

Humans are not always very bright


I am still laughing over this article that mommy got by email today. It just goes to prove that if you want to rob someone, you should think things through first and choose your target wisely. As mentioned in the article, running away from a lot of trained police dogs isn't easy.

I had a good day today. Not only did I get to go to the mountain with mommy and granny, but I also got to go to the dogrun. Not for long, though. It was hot out and mommy worries about me. I also went shopping with Mommy this morning and tried to chase a skunk, which kind of made mommy upset. Apparently we won't be allowed back in the house if we smell of skunk. I thought it was fun, though. We have lots of skunks around here but only mommy and I ever see them. Oh, and my cousin Gaia who I never knew saw them too. Two days before she died she was still chasing them, mommy told me proudly. My cousin died of parvovirus, a really nasty disease that really traumatised my mom. Gaia had just turned 11 when she died, which is a nice, long life for a lab, especially since apparently Gaia was a bit of a troubled child who used to run away a lot just to tease and play (luckily they lived in an area that was a lot quieter than here. I was out not even 5 minutes and I got hit by a car, here) and, on top of that, she was epileptic. Not enough to have to be on medication, but epileptic nonetheless. Mommy will talk more about her in a week or so since the 1 year anniversary of Gaia's death is comming up soon. Mommy will do the talking because Gaia died before I was adopted (the whole house still smelled of her when I got here). I couldn't have lived with her because she didn't like other dogs. Can you imagine that? Not liking me? The outrage. Only Elmo doesn't like me but that's because we got into a fight once. But that's a story for another time.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

No dogrun today

Today we did something different: we didn't go to the dogrun! This is very rare. We almost went to the dogrun, but mommy stopped right outside the gate. She had heard a beagle bark. Sure enough, inside was Elmo, the beagle who is so totally afraid of me that he won't get off the bench if I'm in the park, even if I'm at the other side and I can't even see him. So instead, we went to the mountain.

Well, what passes for a mountain here, at least. It's tiny. It takes about 20 minutes for us to get to the top and it's about a 10 minute walk from home to the bottom of the trail. Normally, I have to do all of this on leash because mommy doesn't trust that I'll come back when she calls, but this time, since I have perfect recall at the dogrun and since my auntie took me to the country while mommy was gone and I didn't run away, Mommy let me run off leash. It was so fun! I got to chase squirrels, run through high grass, bounce everywhere... I even met my friend Boris there! Boris is this dog who looks like he has no legs even though his body is fairly normal sized. He looks like a cross between a wire-haired daschund and a jack russel terrier and he's totally cool. He chases me a lot and I love that. His mommy works for the SPCA where mommy adopted me and where Boris was adopted from too. So he totally understands where I'm coming from as an adopted child. He has human brothers and sisters, though, something that I envy a bit. I LOVE little kids. While mommy was in China without me (bad mommy!), my auntie would walk me in front of the preschool yard. All the little kids would run over to the fence calling my name and wanting to pet me. Ah, the joy of being adored!

I'm happy now that I've trained mommy to let me off leash. It's so much funner that way. Beware, squirrels, I'm a fearsome hunter! I even caught a bunny, once. That was when I went to the country with auntie. Mommy was really proud of me when she found out.

Do any of you doggies get to go for nice long walks in the woods? Do your mommies let you off leash?


Introduction of me!

Hello one and all!
My mommy finally decided to cave and let me have a blog of my very own! I'm so happy. So I'm going to tell you all just a bit about myself before I start blogging in earnest.

First of all, I am a siberian husky. At least I think I am. I'm a little tall and narrow in the chest so some people accuse me of being a mutt. Hmph. Mommy chooses to believe that I'm not a mutt, but she can't be certain and I'm not telling. She doesn't know because I am adopted, believe it or not. Mommy still can't believe it. Or more like she can't believe why anyone would abandon their year old, fully trained, completely housebroken, issue-less GORGEOUS (never said I wasn't vain...) dog. She, or rather my auntie, found me at the SPCA on the 29th of december 2006. My auntie and Grandma spotted me right away. My mommy was a little frightened by the big doberman in the cage next to me who was kind of acting mean and barking and jumping at her from in his cage and passed me by rather quickly. My auntie, though, wouldn't let her ignore me and led her straight back to my cage. It was love at first sight. I was a little over one years old, at the time, so mommy calculates that I was born in october. So I'm going to be two in a few months. We had a bit of a rocky beginning, what with me getting hit by a car (I wasn't hurt at all, I only lost a bit of fur over my eye which has since grown back), having to get neutered (I was more worried about the night I had to spend back at the SPCA to have the operation than I was about the Big Snip, to my mommy and granddaddy's surprise), getting my shots, my picky eating habits that are now solved with a raw diet that I LOVE and generally adjusting to life at home. I learned very fast that Birdie is not food as long as he's in his cage. But if he ever gets out, no matter what everyone says, I may try to snack on him. Now, I'm totally a member of the household and adored and worshiped. Even Granddaddy now admits that I'm an amazing dog. He was a little worried, at first, about the big wolfy-looking thing in his house. And I wasn't so sure about him either. I'm definitely a ladies' man.

My favourite activity is going to the dogrun. I love the dogrun intensely and mommy brings me there at least once a day since we don't have a fenced yard for me to run in. We're lucky to live so close to such an amazing park. Mommy says it's the best on the island. My second favourite activity is going for a walk on the mountain and my third is going to the country, even though I'm not thrilled with long car rides. Mommy has promised that once she's done college we're moving to the Great North where she's going to be a teacher and I'll be a little happier with the weather and house.

Interesting facts about me: I am a bilingual husky. I mostly speak French and all my commands are in French, but I know enough English to keep a blog. Although my name is technically Louka, I only hear that when someone's calling me or when I'm being talked about. Generally I'm known as Lou, Loulou or, oddly enough, Wookie. Don't blame me, my mommy's weird.

All the pictures here were all taken on the day I was adopted, so I still have the ugly orange collar on. I will post better pictures later. See my smile? I was so happy to be adopted that I couldn't help myself.
I'll start posting my adventures tomorrow,
Until then!