Husky.

Hi there puppy. :)

How are you doing today?

I've always loved huskies. They're probably one of my favourite kind of dog among many others.

And it's not just because they're adorable. Or look cute yet tough in the snow.

They're beautiful. Active, energetic and resilient breed whose ancestors came from the extremely cold and harsh environment of the Siberian Arctic. Bred by the Chukchi of Northeastern Asia to pull heavy loads long distances through difficult conditions.

Yeah, they're pretty hardcore.

Imported into Alaska during the Nome Gold Rush, then later spread in the US and Can.
They were supposed to be sled dogs but then became family pets and show dogs :)

So there's a bit of history about them.

They're cool dogs. They howl rather than bark. Like wolves. That is cool isn't it?

They're pretty affectionate with people but independent.

They like to run as that's what they're pretty much supposed to do and can get pretty bored easily. So if you want to get a Husky, you better give them tons of attention.

Okay, here's a really awesome thing about them.

Siberian huskies are highly intelligent and are insanely observant.

What I mean by that is, they watch you a bit, see you open and close the door, turn on lights, open the fridge door, etc. And then they mimic all the things that you do :) Just by watching.

I can pretty much imagine myself somewhere in Alaska on a porch, outside my wooden house. Looking outside in the night sky filled with stars, and ta bright full moon. Pine trees everywhere, bits of snow on them. Snow everywhere, no doubt, sparkling beautifully.

The picture isn't even as wonderful as it really is. It isn't like that at all. But even more real and mysterious.

A cold wind blows. My husky comes out of the house and rests on by my feet.

I'm wearing bunny slippers. Pajamas are implied.

I look down at him just enjoying the moment with me, staring out into the distance.

We both pretty much share a certain connection. The dog and owner kind. It's sweet really.

"Wanna go for a ride boy?" I smile at him happily.

His ears perk up and immediately runs to the back shed.

I run into the house and put on my leather boots and change into my thick winter coat.

This is going to be fun.

Like always, we'd go for a nighttime mush.

Snow scatters all around us swiftly, landing on my long side braid.

Adrenaline rushes.

We'd come back and relax by the fireplace with some hot cocoa and blankets.

Soon, we sleep.