I went to my forever home on June 17, 2020!
More About Me: Guess what my foster parents recently learned about me. I love car rides! Unfortunately, they don’t let me drive, but I’ll settle for riding. So are you someone who likes Sunday driving? Got treats? Got another dog? Have patience & love? The one major thing to learn about me is my shyness. My history taught me to be cautious of humans. I will stand next to people and am learning to allow them to pet me. Sometimes I run from them. They have to come to me to pet me, but each day I get more & more comfortable. Because my foster mom spends more time at home than my foster dad, I come to her more often. My foster mom describes my shyness like this. “He is still willing to come up and sniff/lick but he doesn’t like you to move while he’s sniffing. It seems as if he really wants attention, but he doesn’t know how to receive it.” See my video above from May 6. It is there to show you just how shy I am to make sure my adopters will understand. Heck, I’m even afraid of puddles of water. The pandemic may have closed schools, but it sure didn’t stop my learning. Not only am I learning to be a dog, but I’m also learning basic life. If your life began as mine did, you’d be the same way. I am learning a lot and continue to progress. Also, I’m very much bonded to other dogs, all sizes, both genders. Since I am happiest around them, I’m learning a great deal from them. As my foster mom puts it, I thrive around other dogs and have a puppy-like desire to play with them. Treats also help. After all, in my former life, I was deprived of food. At the time of my rescue, I weighed only 23 pounds. So treats are a good reward for me. The more distance I put between the situation from which I came and me, the more things improve for me. I didn’t understand how to be normal, how to walk on a leash, how to do most things that come naturally to the majority of dogs. I’m learning. In my foster home, I now easily walk outside on a leash. I’m learning the things with which I’m allowed to play (toys) and things with which I’m not allowed to play. I’ve decided furniture makes for good napping spots and the floor is for regular dogs. I’m a puppy thief. No, I don’t steal puppies. I am like a puppy, and I steal. Steal what you ask? Well, I love my toys. I will steal non-toy things, such as slippers and towels, and designate them as toys. Some usual Siberian traits (prey drive, escapism) don’t fit on my resume. Others . . . well, I have to be a Siberian sometime. I’m so cute, though. You can’t help but laugh at me, and my foster parents say I’m really funny. Maybe standup will be my goal. Progress is progress, but it takes baby steps to get there. The rewards to humans are immense when a shy dog trusts. The journey to that point is taken by people who are kind, patient, knowledgeable, and understanding. Is that you?