Pet Harbor Rescue, P.O. Box 73, Bowling Green, VA 22427

(703) 583-HSKY info@petharbor.org

Pearl – Adopted!

I went to my forever home on August 26, 2017!

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Age (approx):
2 years old
Birthday (approx):
May 26, 2015
What am I?
Spayed female Siberian Husky
Colors:
Light red & white, blue eyes
Weight:
55 pounds (as of 6/10/17)
Experience with Children:
My history with children is unknown to Pet Harbor. Since coming to Pet Harbor, I have interacted with multiple children ages 0 to 18 and have displayed only positive reactions to them.
Experience with Cats:
Along with Roma, who found a home already, I landed in an animal shelter having been accused of killing a cat. So I cannot live with cats.
Experience with Dogs:
My history is unknown to Pet Harbor. However, I was running at large with Roma. Not only do we get along great, but we are probably related. Pet Harbor doesn’t know for sure. Since coming to Pet Harbor, our roles have changed. Roma was a leader, and I was her follower. Now we are equal leaders. Since coming to Pet Harbor, I have met several dogs my size, male and female, and have had no issues except I like to bark at a geriatric male dog. Maybe I’m flirting. I’ll never tell. I have a favorite Siberian playmate. See, there is this one red and white boy Siberian in my foster home who has become the object of my flirtation.
Energy Level:
High
Owner Aptitude Level:
Young Northern breed experience required
Named for 9/11 Victim:
I was named for Richard Allen Pearlman.
History:
For the crime of running at large, Roma, who already found a home, and I landed in a county animal shelter. It is alleged we killed a cat. From there, we came to Pet Harbor.
Movies:
  1. 5/26/17 – Spring is Planting Time, after all!
  2. 5/26/17 – Strolling along with my sister
  3. 6/9/17 – See me play with the pack!
  4. 6/10/17 – Gentle, playful, and sweet
  5. 7/15/17 – Pearl and Wilder

Dream Home Minimum Requirements: My favorite thing in the world is tummy scratches. I love them!! Oh, I could go belly up all day and all night if you would scratch my tummy. Putty. Putty in your hands. If I think you are going to give me belly rubs, my body slinks down as if I am boneless. Lest you think I am taking advantage of you, let me tell you I give as much as I get. I give all the soft kisses you could possibly want in exchange for belly scratches. On another note, I am truly a Siberian and all the stubbornness that entails. If I decide I don’t want to go somewhere, then I will put on the brakes and become dead weight, all the while dishing out soft kisses. You will find it difficult to be angry at me. That is for sure. When I first came to Pet Harbor, I had a touch of shyness, just enough to be endearing, but that shyness is pretty much nonexistent now unless I think I’m in trouble.