I went to my forever home on December 9, 2017!
Birthday:
January 1, 2014
What am I?
Neutered male Siberian Husky
Colors:
Red & white, blue eyes
Weight:
50 pounds (approx)
Experience with Children:
Though unverified, Pet Harbor was told I came from a home where I lived with children. Since coming to Pet Harbor, I have met two children: a baby and a preschooler. I was polite with them and wagged a lot. I’m not a big kisser, but I did like to be near them.
Experience with Cats:
Pet Harbor learned I came from a home where I lived with a cat. In fact, the cat was put into the shelter along with Kawa and me. Pet Harbor has not yet performed a test for cat-friendliness but will. When this information is known, it will be posted here.
Experience with Dogs:
I lived with Kawa, also available for adoption. Though unverified, Pet Harbor was told I interacted well with dogs in my “temporary” house. Since coming to Pet Harbor, I have really enjoyed playing with other dogs, male and female, around my size. I have not met dogs smaller than I am in foster care. I am not a dominant fellow by any means. I let Kawa rule in our household. I’ll do anything to keep peace! Kawa and I do not have to go to the same home.
Energy Level:
Medium-High
Owner Aptitude Level:
Novice
History:
Pet Harbor was told our human had to go to a hospital and we (Kawa, the kitty, and me) went to stay with a friend temporarily. As it turned out, our “mom’s” length of stay ended up being longer than expected. So Kawa, the kitty, and I landed in a county animal shelter. Our mom’s son was supposed to come from NY and redeem us. That never happened. So after our jail sentence ended, we came to Pet Harbor.
Dream Home Minimum Requirements: Besides my stunning good looks, I have a stunning personality as well. Seriously, I am a lover without giving kisses. I am a peacemaker without fighting. I am an all-inclusive player. I am a doormat to other dogs without being sad about it. I just go with the flow. I even take medicine and vaccines easily. I don’t understand what happened. I had a home and family. Then I went somewhere else. Then I went to a place filled with dogs and cats and concrete. Then I came to foster care. So you might see some hesitancy and shaking from me, but it only lasts for seconds because I trust that you will assure me I am loved. My foster mom thinks I’m the cat’s meow (no pun intended). Even her dog (who does not like other dogs) loves me. I let him lick inside my mouth for a long time without overtly complaining. See, I am afraid Santa will ask if I’ve been good or bad. Under that threat, I can tolerate anything! Seriously, I really am plug and play and a tremendous delight and hope above all hope that my next home and family are forever.
