Last week we celebrated Juno’s 3rd anniversary of adoption and her 4th birthday! We were coming home from Istanbul so we delayed celebrations until the weekend.
“Are you talking about me?”
It’s been a fabulous three years with Juno. From a sullen, disinterested dog she was those first few months, she’s risen to be exemplary of her breed: engaged, eager to learn and “mostly” trustworthy! She’s an absolute joy to be around.
“You can’t buy this type of beauty in a jar.”
When I went looking for a second dog, I didn’t envision a Husky. I’m not sure what I envisioned. I wanted a 40 lb dog, smart with medium to long coat. And though I prefer herding breeds, the minute I saw Juno, I knew she’d be mine. She hopped up on her back legs and pawed the air with her front paws that day and I fell hook, line and sinker. And while she completely ignored me when I took her leash, I just couldn’t help but be mesmerized by her character and beauty.
“Whatever Pop. I’m only in this for the bag of goods you have there.”
It took her some time to build a relationship with me first. It wasn’t easy even with me, it was even harder with Mr. Wild Dingo. It took many loafs of raisin toast and many of his coveted Saturday mornings, usually reserved for bike riding, to win her affections. But it was worth it. The more aloof she was, the more he was charmed. The more she rebuked him, the harder he worked to win her affections. Typical man. She must have been special to him, because he wouldn’t give up those mornings even for me!
“I won’t chase donkeys or horses. But cats? They’re not part of the contract.”
No matter how many Dansko’s she eats, how many times she raids the trash cans, how many cats she chases, or how many times she provokes Loki into misbehaving, all three of us love Juno. Exactly the way she is.