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Porcupines are friends, not food

People beds are great!

I just found this reeealy big dog bed, and the Alphas were in it. They are a *lot* taller than me, so I was very nervous about jumping up. The previous Alphas did not let me in their den. Mess with the lead dogs and they might turn you out of the pack, y'know?

They kept calling so I crawled up. Dog, it was nerve-wracking! Then they reached out and instead of pushing me out, they rubbed my tummy. I could get used to this. Now I go up whenever I like. It is not tall at all - just 18 inches or so - so it is easy to walk onto. It's much warmer than the floor and with my heavy coat sometimes the floor feels better. But hey, I'm getting into this snuggling thing 'cus I never had it in my life before! Now I really fit my title -

Snookypoo of the Apocalypse! echo...echo...echo...

Another new home.

My first owners in Louisiana kept me chained or penned all the time. I was so bored, I wore down my front teeth just chewing on the chain. People must think dogs are like plants or birdhouses - you buy them then leave them outside.

My second owners were a very kind, loving couple that rescued me from the first owners. They moved north and took me with them; they could not imagine giving away a dog just becase they moved. We lived in a forested area way down a dirt road which was sparsely populated by people of alternative lifestyles (new and old hippies). There I could run free or come into the house as I liked.

I tangled with pocupines twice in one year, the second time I had to be anesthetized and have quills drawn from the inside of my throat. Once a dog tangles with pocupines it seems they either leave them alone or always seek them out. The young couple decided they should find a more civilized home for me because they could not watch me all the time, and they honestly could not afford the repeat vet bills. That is reasonable.

It took some time. In the spring some people came to a Special Olympics event with a little Siberian Husky pup. She was full of energy but snuggled down and dozed in the athletes laps. My owners were impressed the people took attentive care of the pup and asked would they like to adopt another Siberian?

It took some months for me to meet their other dogs, decide I would fit in, and get my final vetting. It was a good thing the new people insisted on vetting and current shots. The vet found I had early lyme disease and it was treated with antibiotics. At the end of the summer, my owners finally took me to try and live at the new people's house with all their dogs.

It's wonderful! My third owners are just as attentive as my previous people. They let me run all over their fenced yard, and that pesky siberian pup likes to tussle and chase. I am teaching her how to woo-woo, and she is teaching me how to dig up the backyard. the two older male dogs are gentle and quiet. soemtime we lay together and just survey the yard.