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ADOPTED!First, I have to live with other dogs. So if you want an only dog, I am not the dog for you. I am a true independent Siberian Husky. That means I'm more of a dog's dog than a people's dog. Secondly, I am a special dog who needs a special person. My human family must gentle people. I adore children but am shy with adults. I am not aggressive in any way and would not harm a person but run from people. The easiest way to describe me is I am like a shy child who hides behind Mommy's apron. When someone reaches down to pet me, I try to run away. If she can't escape, I will pee. With men in particular, I shake. Eventually I will trust you and give you occasional kisses, but you must be very patient. A very, very sweet young lady, I have lots of kisses inside me just looking for a place to land. I will never be an outgoing, in-your-lap kind of dog. I will always be a sweetheart who loves having her tummy scratched. Why, I even lift my leg from a sitting position so you can scratch my belly. I am a little love who had a very unfortunate beginning in life. Kitties are fine, too. I like all but very dominant dogs. They scare me. My birthday is approximately September 25, 2001. If you will excuse me, I have a job to do. Like children gather Easter eggs at Easter, I gather toys EVERY day! It is my job to collect all the toys in the world. Squeaky toys are my favorite. There's just something about a toy that talks back to me. Weighing about 35 pounds, I'm black & white & parti-eyed (meaning my eyes have both blue & brown in each of them). My name means something special. To see what it means, go to Chela. Oh, yeah. There's that little thing called my history. Would you like to know about it? Be prepared for a sad story. A year ago, a woman in Georgia was arrested on charges of animal cruelty. This was the third time having cruelty accusations brought against her, but the other two counties in Georgia let her go, telling her not to own dogs in their county any more. So she moved. Bartow County was where she based her Siberian Husky puppy mill and was where her luck ran out. When animal control officers answered a complaint from the next-door neighbor about dogs being neglected, they were shocked to find: animals tied out with no shade; food just thrown on the ground...some dogs could reach it, some couldn't; scummy water, what there was of it...many dogs had no access to the rancid stuff; no fencing to keep marauding animals away; bitches with litters confined to loose boxes in a shed, with puppies wandering around; animals with gaping, maggot-infested wounds; bodies of dead animals either still on their chain or just tossed into bushes; no one living in the burned-out house on the property. Charges were brought, but the "owner" was given the chance to clean up her act. She did not comply and was again arrested and charged with cruelty. She decided to have a jury trial, and while the wheels of justice were turning slowly, the dogs were taking up precious space at the local shelter. Finally, a year later, the "owner" was convicted of cruelty charges and sent to jail for 6 months with two years probation to serve after she gets out. Among the dogs was our mother, who was pregnant with my sisters and me at the time. Thanks to some terrific angels, we are no longer impounded because of a cruel person. My sisters found a terrific home together. Won't someone love me, too? Thank you for listening to our story. |