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

(703) 583-HSKY info@petharbor.org

Perconti – Adopted!

I went to my forever home on April 21, 2019!

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Age:
3 years old
Birthday:
February 6, 2016
What am I?
Spayed female Siberian Husky
Colors:
Red & white, blue eyes
Weight:
44 pounds (as of 4/16/19)
Experience with Children:
Pet Harbor does not know my history with children. I was adopted & lived with 2 young boys. Elementary-aged children live in my foster home. I am rambunctious & strong. So I will knock down little children. Rough & tumble children are my favorite, but I do things on my terms.  When I don’t want to be bothered, I’ll let you know.
Experience with Cats:
Pet Harbor does not know my history with cats. A cat test has not yet been performed. It is assumed I cannot live with kitties. Once this information is known, it will be posted here.
Experience with Dogs:
Pet Harbor was told I previously lived with both male and female dogs. That information is unverifiable. Before coming to Pet Harbor, I passed my dog-dog tests with both male and female dogs. In foster care, I had daily interactions with other Siberians, both male & female. Those interactions were all positive ones! Then I got adopted to a home with an elderly female dog. Things were fine at first.  After a young male Siberian was added to the pack, my pack mentality caused me to fight the elderly female. Sadly, I lost my home. 🙁 In foster care this time, I have not been very dog-friendly. I have picked out one male Siberian to befriend, but other males (and females) are not my friends.
Energy Level:
High
Owner Aptitude Level:
Northern breed experience required
Named for 9/11 Victim:
I was named for Jon A. Perconti, Jr.
History:
My former humans surrendered me to an animal shelter with the flimsy excuse “Not enough time.” From there, I came to Pet Harbor Rescue. I got adopted. I was returned because I was trying to cull my pack by going after its weakest member.
Movies:
  1. 5/20/18 – Will work for treats!

More About Me: Every Siberian has an occupation. Mine is esoteric, but if you promise to keep it under wraps, I’ll tell you. Promise? Raise your right paw and repeat after me. Okay. Okay. I know you don’t have a paw. Go under the cone of silence, then. My career is . . . I am a stuffie cleaner. You see, I have this thing about stuffed animals. I lick them until they’re soggy. If you tell anyone, I’ll plead the Fifth. I do have a reputation to maintain, after all.

My secondary occupation doesn’t pay very well and, in fact, might even cost me at some point. I am a daredevil, focusing on the first half of that word! My foster mom moved the water bucket up high while she was cleaning. I climbed to get that bucket. Maybe I should be a firefighter. I heard those dogs are Dalmatians, though, and I’m not.

If I end up unemployed, I can always resort to being an auctioneer. I do like to talk. I have whole conversations with people. It’s kind of funny when you add that to another trait I have, that of sleeping through fireworks.

I am quite a happy and affectionate gal. I’ve had some training at some point in my short life & even know some tricks. It’s pretty easy to train me because I am treat-motivated. My den (crate) time is great. Unlike some boisterous Siberians, I’m calm & content there.

I’m working on my leash skills. The right kind of collars work wonders because I am strong & energetic, ready to go, and need the right kind of collars to keep your arm in its socket. I totally enjoy outings. In fact, every open door is an invitation for an outing!