Best Tricks: Saying " I wanna go out" in Husky yodel
Arrival Story: We had just bought our house and had promised my step-son a dog. He insisted on a Husky. Well, I do not believe in buying dogs, I will only adopt. Needless to say, this started the pound hunt for a husky. When I arrived at the local SPCA, they had just released a red and white female to be adopted, so I said " OK, can I see her?". She pretty much didn't have to meet anyone else, she was taken! She came home with me a couple of days later and gave us two of the best, but most trying years of our lives.
Bio: Autumn had never been right since day one. She was not your typical Husky. She did not try to escape or even really play as much as you'd expect. We chalked it up to her previous lifestyle. Her former owner kept her chained in a trailer for the first two years of her life with little to no food and water. She was only 28lbs when they found her. It took a month of foster care to get her to where she needed to be. We'd hoped she come around, but never did. She was lethargic and mopey. Don't get me wrong, she loved giving kisses and being petted, but was otherwise she was always sleeping. We got the wake-up call in June of this year when a large cyst appeared behing her left ear. We rushed her to her vet only to discover it was cancer. She was initially diagnosed with Mast Cell Carcinoma which, if we had the cyst as well as her ear removed was treatable. Later that week she had her surgery and came home two days later. All was great for two weeks, she was playful active happy for the fist time in a while. Then disaster struck. She became listless again, refused to eat, had constant diarhea and whimpered all the time. We took her back at least five times and were given a ton of medication to try but to no avail. Finally, I took her to another vet who looked over her records and told us it was actually Fibrocystic Sarcoma which is almost always fatal. You can keep removing tumors but they keep reappearing. It was when the second tumor popped up that we made the decision to send her home to God's Kingdom, just over the Rainbow Bridge. It was the hardest decision we'd ever made, but probably the best for her. I still miss her and my heart still aches when I see her pictures or hear a Husky yodel.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge togetherâ€¦