Alaskan Husky [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Mikoa, a female Alaskan Husky

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"I like watching television on the couch."

Home:Saranac Lake, NY  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

This is how I looked the day I entered rescue.

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"This is how I looked the day I entered rescue."

Me, leaning against my guardian.

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"Me, leaning against my guardian."

Khuno and I love to monopolize the corner of the wrap-around couch.

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"Khuno and I love to monopolize the corner of the wrap-around couch."

I love summer even though it makes me shed!

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"I love summer even though it makes me shed!"

I'm so happy I'm not on a chain anymore!!

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"I'm so happy I'm not on a chain anymore!!"

Don't I have the sweetest face?

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"Don't I have the sweetest face?"

Archie whispering sweet nothings in my ear!

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"Archie whispering sweet nothings in my ear!"

And I return his whispers with a smooch!

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"And I return his whispers with a smooch!"

Khuno is photo-bombing!

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"Khuno is photo-bombing!"

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The family of Mystique 'Tiki', Colossus, Psylocke ~4-Ever Missed~ and Magneto

Koa, Girly-Girly, Micky, Koa-Koa-Girly-Girly, Squirrely, Skittery-doo.

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-mutt-dog rescue

September 1st 2005

I like to spend time with Khuno, play tag with my new doggy buddies, give my guardian dainty little kisses, and curl up on the couch.

I'm afraid of new people and loud noises. And birds!

Favorite Toy:
I like tennis balls and rope toys.

Favorite Food:

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere Khuno goes. I also like car rides and walks in the woods.

Best Tricks:
I like to fetch.

Arrival Story:
I used to live on a short chain, in a sled dog racer's yard in Mt. Gillead, Ohio. My life consisted of sitting on my chain and running in harness on the dog team. I was a young dog, not even a year old. I had to try very hard to be a good sled dog, because I heard whispers among the other dogs about what happened to sled dogs that weren't fast enough. But one day, even though I tried my very hardest in harness, something strange happened. My human never came out to feed me and my teammates. The next day the same thing happened. And the next day, and the next day. Soon, we ran out of water. I didn't know what to do - I was so scared. I sat there and cried, throwing myself against the end of my chain, completely confused about what was happening and why no one was feeding me. I was starving. The grass had always been very tall where we were, and with no one here to scoop our feces, the bugs overwhelmed me and my teammates. I acquired heartworm disease from mosquito bites. One of my teammates died. The others were close to death, like me. Then after a few weeks, humans found us once again. They unchained us and took us to a veterinarian. We were all very sick, and not all of us made it. I was one of the lucky ones. The treatment for my heartworm disease, which was expensive and also difficult for me to deal with at times. I coughed a lot, and felt very weak. Finally, after I was better, I got to travel to a new home in New York State with two of my teammates, Khuno and Ashley (our guardian has since adopted Ashley out to a wonderful family in MA). For the first time ever, I was able to run free in a wide open area with other dogs. I was also able to go inside a house - a human house!! My new guardian showed me love and compassion that I never thought possible. I thank doG every day for the humans that rescued me and brought me to my new family.

"Mikoa" means "squirrel" in the Penobscot-Abenaki language. My guardian named me that because she says I look like a squirrel when I move - I'm very fast and skittery.

Forums Motto:
Learning to trust again.

The Groups I'm In:
!!!*#AGAINST ANIMAL CRUELTY#*!!!, ☆ Huskies Beh@ving B@dly ☆, "Just One Litter" Is Still Too Many, Adorable Adoptees, Cesar's Dogster Pack, Heart Worm Survivors, Sled Dog Advocacy

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Unchain Your Dog

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Dogs Deserve Better

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 21st 2007 More than 7 years!

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Steps Toward Recovery

Long Walks

April 14th 2007 11:04 am
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Since the snow has melted, mom has started taking me on long walks through the hills and forests around the farm. Sometimes Windy or Archie comes with us, but most of the time it's just me and mom.

Our first walk was a mess. I was so scared to be away from the farm and the other dogs. Every tree branch cracking made me hit the ground. I've never been in the woods without a harness on before. I didn't know you could just walk in the woods for the fun of it! I kept trying to run in circles around mom.

Every time we go for a walk I get a little better. I'm learning how to walk on a leash properly. My old owner never used to walk me on a leash, he just grabbed my collar when he unchained me and walked me up on my hind legs to the gangline where I was strapped into harness. The I just ran, ran and ran some more. Then back on my chain. This whole "leash walkig for fun" thing is kind of neat.

I like scenting and finding deer. We see deer almost every time we walk. And sometimes we see bunnies. Yesterday, we saw a quail! I think I scared it but that little bird had no idea how bad it scared me when it came bursting out of the bushes!! I hit the ground and dove between mom's legs.

Mom says eventually, once I'm really good at walking on-lead in the woods and fields, that she will take me into town and we will start walking on the sidewalk. I'm definitely not ready for that yet! She says I'll have to get used to cars, people, other dogs, different smells, more noises... I'm getting nervous just thinking about it! But hopefully I will be brave enough in a couple months to go "into town" as she calls it. Everyone keep your paws crossed for me, please!

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