I’ve been blessed to know a lot of cool dogs in my life. When I married Andy, I lucked into having Quinn-dog in my life as well.
Quinn was purebred Siberian Husky, but seemed more cat than dog, sometimes.
Quinn moved with us from Denali, to Canada, where we spent the summer of 2003.
And he made the cross-country move to our new home here in New Hampshire.
Quinn lived to be nearly 13 years old, which is a good, long life for a large, purebred dog.
We missed Quinn so much after he passed, we couldn’t think about getting another dog.
Cinder is 100% Alaskan husky, which isn’t an officially recognized breed.
Rather, it’s a term for a northern working dog, adapted to pulling sleds through deep snow. Hence the long legs:
Cinder is unusually friendly and willing to please his humans. If he didn’t suffer from seizures, he would have made an amazing lead dog. I just know it.
We are so grateful to have Cinder in our lives. He brings us boundless joy (despite his penchant for chasing skunks)!
What about you? Do you have a special dog (or two) in your life?