In 2001 I got my first husky. He is Nikita and he is my avatar. A year later we were adopted by Noel. Less then a year later we had a birth of six, we kept one named Sable. A year after that we had a group of five born... Ulmer, Ulric, Vesta, Vega, and Aurora.
Nikita, Noel, and Ulmer live with me.
Earlier this week I was finding out over the phone that my 86 year old Great Uncle died, during the conversation she started to scream.
Ulric and Vesta attacked her cats and then turned on her. She had marks on her legs and arms. One on her side. One cat of three...dead. It makes me feel sick to think about this. So today we did the hardest thing we could, we took Ulric and Vesta to a husky rescue shelter. Mom was scared of them...out of my pack they were the heaviest and the strongest at 89 and 72lbs.
I was there when they were born and I feel I have let them down. Like I have been a horrible Mother for having to do this. They were so trusting when we dropped them off. Being so good on their leashes, so good to walk with. Gave us kisses before being taken into a week of quarantine. Ulric just leaned up against Mom like he used to do and talked as she rubbed his chest.
I'm not horrible, am I?
Nikita, Noel, and Ulmer live with me.
Earlier this week I was finding out over the phone that my 86 year old Great Uncle died, during the conversation she started to scream.
Ulric and Vesta attacked her cats and then turned on her. She had marks on her legs and arms. One on her side. One cat of three...dead. It makes me feel sick to think about this. So today we did the hardest thing we could, we took Ulric and Vesta to a husky rescue shelter. Mom was scared of them...out of my pack they were the heaviest and the strongest at 89 and 72lbs.
I was there when they were born and I feel I have let them down. Like I have been a horrible Mother for having to do this. They were so trusting when we dropped them off. Being so good on their leashes, so good to walk with. Gave us kisses before being taken into a week of quarantine. Ulric just leaned up against Mom like he used to do and talked as she rubbed his chest.
I'm not horrible, am I?




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