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

(703) 583-HSKY info@petharbor.org

Nichol – Adopted!

I went to my forever home on December 9, 2017!

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Age:
3 years old
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
Named for 9/11 Victim:
I was named for Nicholas W. Brandemarti.
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.
Movies:
Coming soon!

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.