Leftover Sunday thoughts

Today marks Brut's 2 year and 8 month anniversary.  The loss is still real.  I miss my boy every day.  I still think of him all the time.  I suppose that will never really go away.

Our road and our yards are ice again after a mid-February thaw.  So we are trying to deal with no walks for the third day in a row.  It's hard on everybody.

Sometimes I think about getting a puppy and other times I don't think I could have another dog that wasn't of Brut and Silver's line.  So I cherish the four that we have and that is enough for me.

I am on a Siberian Husky Facebook group.  It is a bittersweet experience.  For the most part all I see is dogs that are not Brut.  I rarely stay long, but sometimes for a minute or two it is nice to pop by.

I have been learning how to interact with a shy, fearful dog.  It is such an interesting experience and so different to having aggressive dogs.  When I starting entered the dog's house, I crouched a bit and turned my face away from the dog as I passed through.  That made the dog feel secure (non-threatening) and let the dog know that I knew I was in its house.   I do this when the dog is giving her warning howl.  Slowly the dog has felt safer with me each time I let it know, she is boss.  And now a year later, we are best buds.  :)

Anyone remember me telling you that Blaze has a high prey drive?  She lives to hunt and goes after anything.  And that included Boxer the cat.  Wait until you see the next cat blog post...you will simply be amazed!!!  Coming soon!

It takes a brave and courageous person to be a dog owner.  Caring for them until the end.  I know people who will never get a dog again the pain was so intense.  And I understand.

That brings us back to our dreary, gloomy day we are having that fits my solace mood and the boy who made everything happen for me.  2 years and 8 months ago today.  Love ya, Bruter.