Juno is not like most Siberian huskies. Sure she digs, chews and gets into all sorts of trouble. But when it comes to obedience, she is missing a few crucial Siberian genetics.
Sometimes I’ll watch her as she cruises through the construction site outside the living room door. She’ll dig up all sorts of trouble, like a wrapped up tin foil ball or a few paper coffee cups.
“JUNO!” I call to her from inside the house with my big voice, “Leave it!”
And unlike any other Siberian, she stops immediately and drops whatever is in her mouth. She steps away from the object and sits, apologetically and at complete attention waiting for me to tell her what to do next.
“Good Girl!” I tell her in a happy voice. Then she breaks her sit-stay and bounds up to me, planting a bunch of kisses on my cheek.
It’s true: When they were handing out obedience, Juno thought they said expedience, so she asked for a lot of it!
I’m fairly certain her Siberian husky club card would totally be revoked but I have plenty of chewed up Danskos and at least 35 mastication stories on my blog that tells me she’s still a thriving member.
I love my girl!
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