hacking up a husky lung

I fwapped the Hu-Mom awake early this morning because I could smell smoke. When she finally opened the door to let me outside, I rushed outside and sniffed the air. The yard was covered in heavy smoke. HuMom explained the smoke was from the wildfires in North Carolina that have been burning for days. She feels bad for all the animals who are trying to escpape the wildfires. Me? I feel bad for myself, because HuMom kept us indoors all day. It finally cleared enough for us to walk around midnight. They've issued a code purple for the air quality in our area. HuMom says that's the color we would turn if we stayed outside all day. On a sad note, our friend Teresa, HuMom to Kyri and Nanuk, wasn't able to come and meet us. She lives way up north in Michigan and was driving to Raleigh for a graduation. HuMom was so excited about her visit. But she had some bad storms and 100mile an hour winds move through her area last Sunday and she lost power for days. Teresa was sad, but she couldn't leave her furkids behind with the dogsitter and no power. Kyri and Nanuk eat barf: and they have two freezers full of raw meat and veggies of their very own. I wish my HuMom fed me Barf but instead we eat kibble. But with the power gone, Kyri's and Nanuks food became rancid. I'll bet it smells really good at their house!

My friend's webcam

I spent the day watching my Malpal Tank the malamute via his Tank cam.

http://tankthemalamute.homedns.org:8080/

His Hu_Daddy, Ryland, set up the cam so all of Tank's friends could log in and check on him. Tank suffers from something called "seperation anxiety" and he chews. Although it's better now, Tank will sometimes destroy his HuDaddy's stuff. If you look at the picture, you will notice a pen around his Hu-Daddy easy chair. That's so Tank won't eat the new ones he just replaced. Woo!

My sister Kiley, also has the "seperation anxiety". She used to chew up the house and the crate before I came along. HuMom thinks it's because she was also a rescue dog and is afraid this family will give her away too. But I am also a rescue dog and don't have these issues. Must be a Malamute thing.

Whoever coined the phrase "dog days of summer"

Obviously didn't own a husky!

And looking at HuMom's calendar, it's not officially summer.

Diffence between Malamute and Siberian Husky re: attitude

Hu-Mom often complains I live in my own little world often time ignoring her pleas for attention. She is just so needy:) And I am an independent dog.

For example, if she were to trip and fall, I would probably ignore her or approach her only if I felt like it. My sister Kiley, the malamute, suck up that she is, is always into everyone's business.She of course would run over to HuMom and make sure that she is okay. Kiley and I may look alike, but we have completely different personalities.

Someone on an email list wrote about the difference between Siberians and Malamutes. And he described me pretty well without even knowing me.




Human at the beach gets pulled over...
Malamute: "Oh my! Are you are right?"
Siberian: "Look at all those seagulls."

Small child at the beach runs up to the dog...
Malamute: "A human pup! I will lick it and sing to it and call it George."
Siberian: "Gee, just look at all those seagulls."

Human points out a flock of seagulls...
Malamute: "Seagulls? Snacks! Food! Gotta chase them!" (pulls human over)
Siberian: "I'm bored of seagulls. Look at all those crabs."

howling in laughter!

simcha

One of these days I will actually LOOK at the camera.

Still shedding even after the $70 dollar bath and blowdry

Simcha

simcha

My poor Hu-Mom is still trying to figure out the camera phone and mobile blogger so please don't mind this awful picture. She's embarrasing sometimes.

My favorite thing to do is look away from the camera phone at the last minute. But you can see my groom job!

Top Groomer she's not!

HuMom, in her quest for Siberian perfection, decided I need to go back to the "Muddy Paws" dog groomer for the second time this year.

This is simply inhumane! PETA! What about *MY* rights. I am not a show dog. I am a companion animal according to Ingrid Newkirk. Twice a year at that wretched place is enough.

I did my best to keep up the resistance. I pancaked myself as the HuMom dragged me into the grooming shack. Not very dignified. I needed a moment to collect myself. Stooopid Kiley the malamute went bounding in the door. Suck up that she is. She loves the groomer. She loves the attention. She loves getting dog biscuits. She enjoys terrorizing all the other dogs in the shop. But me? I cry and howl the entire time. Why does my HuMom do this to me?

HuMom comes at me with the rake three times a week. She was mortified when the groomer made her feel like she never takes a brush to me. Of course she brushes me. Did she want to see the garbage bag full of hair she raked off me just prior to coming to the groomer. Only my human grooms me before going to the groomer. *sigh*

Four hours later, HuMom comes to pick us up. I am in the crate crying and trying to claw my way out.

It cost the HuMom $70 dollars for my groom alone! That will surely put a hole in her budget so maybe I won't have to go back again this year. Even after the $70 dollar bath, I still had hair flying off me. I heard the HuMom say "He's still shedding hair" to which the groomer seemed miffed that HuMom noticed.

HuMom decided that I will no longer go back to this groomer. She watches "Top Groomer". She knows what a good groom is. And Petsmart does a better job for a lot less money.

At the advice of some of her dog friends, HuMom is now looking at buying us a raised tub of our own and something called an "Air Force Dryer". So hopefully, HuMOm won't be wasting any more of her money at that groomer.

Hope you enjoy my picture.

Still shedding,
Simcha