sawinredneck
Treehouser
I wanted some company as my wife was heavy into community theater. We found an add in the paper "Husky mix puppies, $35" I called and had to ask and ask and ask what they were mixed with, Mama was half Wolf, half Husky, Dad was 3/4 Wolf and 1/4 Husky. I couldn't get there fast enough!!
He was six weeks old, a beautiful yellow fur ball that I could hold in one hand.
He had to sleep on my chest the first week so he wouldn't whine for his mama.
We got him a yellow teddy bear for company, that was his "buddy", he slept and played fetch with him. I could always ask "Where's you're buddy?" and he would find him.
He loved to go for rides. We would load up and go all over the countryside. If we found an open area we would stop and I would let him run free. He loved being able to run without a fence, always wanted his freedom and never wanted to go home. I learned if I got in the truck and started it he would come barreling to me and dive right over the top of me to get in the truck. He wasn't going to be left behind!!
I could NEVER keep him in the yard!! A six foot privacy fence, 2000#'s of concrete under it and a hotwire. He could still find a way out. He was always too smart for his own good.
We would go for a walk and he could just drag you, he went where he wanted to or he just sat there! BUT, all the little kids wanted to pet the pretty dog. I would tell him to sit and be nice. He would sit down and the kids could do whatever they wanted to to him, he was fine with it. When he was done he would start to whimper and I knew it was time to move on.
He loved running around on the farm, 80 acres by Fredonia. We would go out there and he would run in circles exploring, then come back to make sure I was still there, then run another circle staying a little longer each time.
One time we were out there and he didn't come back. I looked and called for him, I couldn't find him. I finally decided to go back to the truck to put up my rifle and loose some weight to continue my search. I was in tears, even called the wife to tell her. As soon as the truck was in sight, there was Wolfgang, something scared the piss out of him, he was just scratching at the door trying to get in!
He and I used to sit and drink together, he liked a beer, but would fight you for a Jack and Coke!
He always kept an eye on the wife when a stranger was around. He would sit between her and them and would watch them the entire time. Very protective of her.
He'd never listen to anyone when he was tearing and shredding the covers on the bed! He would all but run me out of the bed when we were trying to sleep. He was very spoiled.
He was a true and loyal friend, and always good for a laugh, he never stopped playing!
We had planned on putting him to sleep this morning. I was up until 2am with him.
He didn't make it through the night.
Goodbye my friend, I miss you already
He was six weeks old, a beautiful yellow fur ball that I could hold in one hand.
He had to sleep on my chest the first week so he wouldn't whine for his mama.
We got him a yellow teddy bear for company, that was his "buddy", he slept and played fetch with him. I could always ask "Where's you're buddy?" and he would find him.
He loved to go for rides. We would load up and go all over the countryside. If we found an open area we would stop and I would let him run free. He loved being able to run without a fence, always wanted his freedom and never wanted to go home. I learned if I got in the truck and started it he would come barreling to me and dive right over the top of me to get in the truck. He wasn't going to be left behind!!
I could NEVER keep him in the yard!! A six foot privacy fence, 2000#'s of concrete under it and a hotwire. He could still find a way out. He was always too smart for his own good.
We would go for a walk and he could just drag you, he went where he wanted to or he just sat there! BUT, all the little kids wanted to pet the pretty dog. I would tell him to sit and be nice. He would sit down and the kids could do whatever they wanted to to him, he was fine with it. When he was done he would start to whimper and I knew it was time to move on.
He loved running around on the farm, 80 acres by Fredonia. We would go out there and he would run in circles exploring, then come back to make sure I was still there, then run another circle staying a little longer each time.
One time we were out there and he didn't come back. I looked and called for him, I couldn't find him. I finally decided to go back to the truck to put up my rifle and loose some weight to continue my search. I was in tears, even called the wife to tell her. As soon as the truck was in sight, there was Wolfgang, something scared the piss out of him, he was just scratching at the door trying to get in!
He and I used to sit and drink together, he liked a beer, but would fight you for a Jack and Coke!
He always kept an eye on the wife when a stranger was around. He would sit between her and them and would watch them the entire time. Very protective of her.
He'd never listen to anyone when he was tearing and shredding the covers on the bed! He would all but run me out of the bed when we were trying to sleep. He was very spoiled.
He was a true and loyal friend, and always good for a laugh, he never stopped playing!
We had planned on putting him to sleep this morning. I was up until 2am with him.
He didn't make it through the night.
Goodbye my friend, I miss you already
