No matter where he goes, Denali creates a stir.
“Ohmygosh! I love huskies!”
“Awww! He’s so cute! I’ve always wanted a husky.”
“Is he nice? Can I pet him? I want a dog just like him!”
Yes, people, he’s cute but I’m 6.5 months pregnant and just walked a mile to get some ice cream. Could you move, please? And while you’re getting out of my way, let me tell you something:
Owning a husky isn’t all that glamorous.
They leave hair ... everywhere. In the corner of the dining room, underneath the couch, on your clothes and in your car. Heck, my friend came over for New Year’s Eve LAST YEAR and still finds the occasional Denali hair on his jacket.
Huskies are energetic. You can walk them in the morning and come 6 p.m., they are pacing by the door and barking at you as you eat dinner in the hopes that you’ll go out for a quick mile. I’m just counting the days till Denali decides to bring us the leash.
Oh, and once you actually walk them – let’s just say I hope you like to be pulled. Don’t preach to me about gentle leaders or those cute harnesses. Denali just pulls harder. While we do use a training collar, I’m fairly certain that he could have kept up with an Olympic runner on our walk to Dairy Queen last night.
Huskies are also stubborn. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve asked Denali to “come” and watched him sit and stare at me. He knows what “come” means. He just doesn’t think it’s a worthwhile effort sometimes.
But when something does seem worthwhile, he won’t stop till he gets it. He’s persistent. Or needy. Or plain annoying. If you have a Popsicle stick in your hand, he will moan and whine and paw at you until you give it to him or throw it away.
Denali also wakes us up at 4 a.m., has stinky breath and makes it impossible to move in the kitchen.
Nevertheless, we love him. Every bit of him. Even the annoying parts.