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

(703) 583-HSKY

Brue – Adopted!

I went to my forever home on June 30, 2022!

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Age (approx):
8 years old
Birthday (approx):
January 26, 2014
What am I?
Neutered male Siberian husky
Grey & white, blue eyes
40 pounds (as of 6/18/22)
Experience with Children:
Pet Harbor does not know my history with children. The first time I was with Pet Harbor, I met children of all ages. I have had all positive interactions with them. I was adopted in 2018. Pet Harbor has no idea if I had interactions with children from 2018 to 2022.
Experience with Cats:
Pet Harbor does not know my history with cats. I do have a prey drive because, along with my brother, Fernando, I participated in eliminating the world of a pesky goat. On 2/7/18, Pet Harbor performed a cat test. The result is, in a word, FAIL. I cannot share my home with kitties.
Experience with Dogs:
Before coming to Pet Harbor in 2018, I lived with Fernando, my brother. When Pet Harbor performed the first dog-dog test with another male dog, the interaction was issue-free. During my second dog-dog test, I expressed dominance behaviors. Now that I am with Pet Harbor, the first thing they noticed is I tried to play with Fernando, but Fernando didn’t really care. Then I humped him for a while. He didn’t care much about that either. I was much more bonded to Fernando than Fernando was to me. The exception to that rule is that when toys were around, I defended all toys as if I were the leader of the entire toy universe. I was fine with the other Siberians at my foster home. Then I met a small dog and a larger male dog at another house. I wasn’t nice to either of them. That was shortly after my neuter surgery. After time passed, I played. A. Lot. Until he got adopted, Romito and I were play buds. We did have a big fight over an unusual situation with a female dog, but we went back to being best buds after that was over. Of course, as mentioned already, when toys were in the vicinity, all bets were off. On 3/17/18, I was adopted. There was a female Siberian in that home. Sadly, I played rough with her, true Siberian play, biting the ankles, grabbing scruffs, and pulling off tags, but I also fought with her some, too. So I went back to Pet Harbor. After that, I played with other dogs a lot except there was one dog I bullied. He was just neutered. At that time, I was fine with the other dogs, who had been fixed for years. Then I got adopted again (2018). Fast forward to June of 2022. I came back to Pet Harbor. I have met several other Siberians. So far, I have had all positive interactions with them. Time will tell if that changes. Bottom line seems to be some dogs I can live with, some I cannot. If your dog(s) understand me, perhaps I can live with them. If they don’t, perhaps I can’t. In any event, at least the 2018 experience showed toys need to be hidden!
Energy Level:
Owner Aptitude Level:
Northern breed experience preferred
Named for 9/11 Victim:
I was named for Richard Bruehert.
Pet Harbor was told Fernando and I were put into a shelter because our owners decided they were unable to care for us. From there, we came to Pet Harbor. I was adopted in March of 2018. The female Siberian with whom I lived and I didn’t see eye to eye. So I, sadly, returned to homelessness. In June of 2018, I was adopted again. The next known fact is June of 2022, I was put into an animal shelter in Georgia by someone other than Pet Harbor’s adopter. The shelter scanned my microchip and found out I belonged to Pet Harbor. Pet Harbor got me back.
  1. 6/5/2022 – A Whole New World: On My Way Back.
  2. 4/2/2018 – Part of the pack.
  3. 2/10/2018 – See, I can be patient!
  4. 2/10/2018 – I give the best kisses!
  5. 2/6/2018 – Playing and exploring my foster home with my brother Fernando.

More About Me: 2022 Bio: Info to come

2018 Bio: Happy and sweet. Those are the best two words to describe me. Helping her drive, I sat next to my transporter, snuggled with her, and gave her kisses. My job title is Chief Sponge. It is my duty to soak up all loving from all available humans. Come closer, and I’ll prove it! Kisses, sweet and soft ones, are the business cards I leave everywhere I go. And where I go is to follow my human(s) wherever they go. Mary had a little lamb. Do you have a little Brue? Food and squeaky toys are at the entrance to my heart. Although sweetness is my primary trait, I also am comical. So hugs and laughter. What more could you possibly desire? And yes, I will sing for my supper. I have a lot to learn, and I promise to be ever so grateful if you teach me. There is a reward for teaching me: unlimited kisses. So how about it? Will you be my furever home?