Akita/Siberian Husky
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Age: 15 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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rue dog, rue doggy

Quick Bio:

The snow! We take him to the mountains alot, we spend weeks up at our local ski areas(snowboarding) Sometimes we hike up with him and ride down, he is fast and can almost keep up with us, and is very perceptive to knowing were we are when riding down nex

slick manmade floors, any man made foot bridge, though he will happy cross a river on a narrow log.

Favorite Toy:
stuffed bunnies, sock monkeys

Favorite Food:
bones, bread and butter(i know, bad bad bad) pupperoni

Favorite Walk:
any beach or trail or any place snowy

He is the son of a lovely full breed Japanese akita, his mom! She is from a Japanese line of akitas, smaller then their American cousins, Rue has a lot of her personality and peculiarities. His father was a full breed Siberian Husky, and he was a sweety, yet Rue is a lover of cats, not a chaser. He prefers to chase squirrels and deer, he leaves cats alone.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 27th 2004 More than 12 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Rue's Secrets, for dogs only!

bunny hill!

October 31st 2004 4:29 pm
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Afternoons have been boring lately, no parks, no mountains, no bunnies, no snacks, the little brat Perro keeps biting my hocks(grrrrrrrrr)
i think i will snuff him out when Mom is not looking, except she might get mad, i don't like to make her mad ever, i might not get my bone that week.

She may think i am just lying here waiting around for her to take me outside, but really i am secretly plotting to sneak away to Bunny hill. I have located it about 10 minutes of running to where they sun sets. I will leave the little brat Perro behind, he thinks bunnies are his friend, he knows not the pleasure of bunny busting, he knows not the excitement of running circles round holes that smell of bunny stench, digging into the earth and coming up with bunny bone bits.

It seems that we are moving. Mom has taken up the unsual practice of boxing things up, where are these things going? Where are we going with all these plants in the van, why are we in this dusty old house? Why does she vacuum up my hair in the van, i was planning on making a new bed in the back of the van and she cleaned it all up, why did she leave us in the van when she goes into that building, i know there is food in there, i know there is chicken and fish, i can smell it damn it!

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