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Age: 13 Years Sex: Female Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Leave a bone for Rahya
Nicknames:
Ms. Rahya, big kid, big girl
Quick Bio:
Likes:
human attention, any way I can get it! I love to go for car rides. I love it when people look at me. I'm so pretty!
Pet-Peeves:
Not getting attention! Although I like car rides, riding in the grader really scares me!
Favorite Toy:
I don't really have a favorite toy. I like to chew on rawhide and knuckle bones, and if nobody's looking I'll try to take them away from the other dogs, to remind them who's number 1~!
Favorite Food:
Fish, meat, anything I can find on the side of the road or on the trail. I stole a rabbit from some ravens on the trail once! It was hard to keep up, holding the rabbit in my mouth, though!
Favorite Walk:
I love to run ahead of the team when they're pulling the sled. ....until I get tired, then I'll run along behind. ....unless I meet another dog at a house we're passing, or see someone getting out of a car. Maybe they'll take me for a car ride!
Best Tricks:
I can talk and sing like you wouldn't believe! In fact, I never shut up, as long as there's someone that will listen to me!
Arrival Story:
Rahya was my second dog. She was Nosha's dog, actually. Yes, my dog had her own dog. They both came from the same rescue in Tennessee, and traveled the whole country with me in my tractor trailer truck, ...with the cat. It was a great life. They would even wait patiently in the truck one weekend a month, while I attended national guard duty. Of course, we'd go for long walks 3 times a day, but I stayed in the base hotel, while they spent the weekend in the truck. I had to clean up a couple "accidents" once or twice, if one of them wasn't feeling well, but they never chewed anything but their toys and bones, and they didn't even bother the cat! This should dispell a few misconceptions about sled dogs living in small spaces with small animals.
When I was activated by the air national guard after the sept. 11 attack, I had a two week notice to report back to Fairbanks for duty. We had just gotten a brand new truck which had been custom built for us. We'd only lived in it for two months! It was ordered with no passenger seat, so we'd have more room, and I personally replaced the flooring with sheet vinyl, so it would be easy to keep clean year round. There was a wooden bench on the passenger side, in place of the normal seat, that functioned as a dog seat, storage box, and desk. We really loved our new home, but had to give it up. (I'm still paying for it, although I no longer have it!)
Rahya, Deo, and Nosha went to live with Liz Norris in Kentucky, on her farm. She took great care of them until I was able to find a little cabin to rent, where I was allowed to have pets. I drove my little Toyota pickup down to Anchorage in December of that year to pick up the dogs as they arrived on Delta airlines, as a freight shipment.
Although we've moved out of the first rental cabin, onto some larger acreage we're hoping to buy in the next few years, we've lived in Salcha ever since.
We're very much looking forward to paying off the debt incurred by the loss of the business, so we can get a "real" house built! :-) Right now we live in a little cabin in the woods. We melt snow and catch rain for water.
Bio:
One of the funniest things Rahya did while we were on the road is scare truck drivers at the truck stops. I witnessed this, once. It was hillarious!
As soon as I got out of the truck to pump gas [diesel, actually], Rahya would jump up in my seat and stare out the window until I returned. She would sit quite motionless. As fuzzy as she is, drivers walking past often mistook her for a stuffed animal. It's not uncommon for truck drivers to carry around large stuffed animals in their trucks (I never have figured out why).
One day, at a truck stop in one of the southern states, I watched a driver just about jump out of his skin as he walked past my truck. Apparently, he thought Rahya was a stuffed animal..... until she turned her head to watch him walk past!
I also had a problem with just about any dog we met being obsessed with sniffing my rear. This went beyond the normal rear-sniffing! Again, I had Rahya to thank for this. It took me a bit, but I finally put it together. ..... Every time I got out of the truck, she was in my seat. Of course, after a while, my seat began to smell like dog butt. So, I wound up smelling like dog butt. This explained the obsession that male dogs we met on the street seemed to have with my rear.
I made Rahya an appointment at the vet, to have her glands cleaned out!!
Rahya was pretty much retired as an active member of the team, when they started getting a bit too fast for her. Since she is very dedicated, and loves to go, I've started letting her run loose with the team. She seems to be quite happy with that arrangement.
Rahya absolutely loves people, and is quite a flirt. Other dogs sometimes get on her nerves, and she can get rather bitchy with them. She knows she's not permitted to start any fights or antagonize other dogs, but every now and then, she needs to be reminded.
Rahya loves playing "king of the mountain" with her doggie buddies. This past summer I rented a back hoe and made them a hill out of stumps and dirt. I'll be adding to it through the years, as I develop the dog yard. It kills two proverbial birds with one stone. It's an easier way to get rid of stumps, rather than burying them, and it creates a cool landscape feature that the dogs absolutely love!
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I've Been On Dogster Since:
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More than 7 years! |
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Dogster Id:
107965
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January 16th 2005 10:08 pm
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I fancy myself to be a great hunter. I have demonstrated my prowess at mouse hunting by pouncing on the little critters and tossing them in the air just like a cat! In fact, if you ask me, I'm probably better at it than that big hairy feline that used to live with us!
I am totally obsessed with fishing. I was introduced to my first trout in a 5 gallon bucket a couple years ago. It was fascinating, the way it swam in circles, hovering just beneath the water's surface, and diving like a submarine as I plunged my head into the bucket! I think I got too good at snatching fish from the bucket, because mom felt the need to step up the challenge. We were introduced to trout in a wading pool. They were much harder to catch, but I wouldn't give up. I'd stand in the middle of the pool until the last one was gone!
Now we fish in a 10 gallon tub that sits in front of the cabin door. Nothing tastes better than a fresh fish that you caught yourself!
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