Age: 4 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Jax, Turdbucket, Puffin, Mr. Nibble Pants, Buddy
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October 22nd 2008
Playing with his "squeaky"... fetching it down the hall and bringing it back.
Being pet on top of the head.
A pink, squeaky, latex bone.
Through our neighborhood and up to the local park where he can investigate all the kids playing on the equipment.
He can sit, lay down, shake, and we're working on a stop and run command for weight pulling and bikejoring.
We searched for months to find an Alaskan Malamute or Siberian Husky to add to our family. We have a female and her companion, Hootie had passed away in August of '08. After a lot of searching, phone calls, emails, trips to shelters, etc., we found that Malamutes are few and far between in Springfield, Missouri! We came a across an ad on a website advertising purebred Mals for $75. Being a strong advocate for rescue and shelter dogs, I was leery of purchasing, but decided to check out the pups. Without going into long detail, the conditions were horrible. If I had had the money with me, I would have paid for Jaxon and all six of his brothers. Needless to say I got him out of there and he was very ill, but nothing some immediate vet care did not take care of. I then reported the breeder to the local authorities. Unfortunately, I have since seen another ad from this same breeder advertising a new litter so I am afraid my call for help went unnoticed. Her operation is to small to involve a larger group such as the HSUS. Needless to say, he is a happy, healthy dog now and loves being spoiled by me, my husband, and two boys. He also loves hanging out with his new "sister."
My tongue is long, my tongue is fierce.
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February 2nd 2010 7:21 am
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What is all this ruckus? I have spent the last 5 days locked out of the blessed room my folks call the "kitchen." My food and water is in the wrong place, I have to go out the front door to do my bizness, and mom & dad won't play with me. I keep dropping my squeaky at their feet and barking to let them know I want to play, but they keep telling me they can't right now. What is going on? There's lots of hammering on the kitchen floor and the fuzzy carpet is gone now, replaced by this cold, hard, stone stuff. But that's cool... I can slide on it!! Woo HOO!
October 26th 2009 8:51 am
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Happy Birthday to Meeee!!!!!! October 22nd I turned one year old. Or is it 7? I don't care, I got TREATS!!! Lotsa TREATS! Mom bought me this treat called Frosty Paws and it was yummy, scrumpdilicious ice cream in a cup just for ME! Well, okay, she gave one to Chloe to, but it was all cuz of MEEE!!! Cuz it's my Birthday. Woo Hoo!!! Dad was going to try one to, but mom stopped him and said it was only for me and Chloe. Ha! Take that, dad.
Mom says I weigh 78 lbs now, a and I've "blown" my first coat (whatever that means). She says I'll probably get another 7 or 8 lbs bigger in the next couple of months. She said she was kind of happy, because she was afraid I'd be 100 lbs and still sleeping while laying on her back at night.
Anyway, my birthday started out like any other day, and we had to go outside while mom & dad worked and my human brudders went to school. It was raining, so I spent most of my day in the garage, but I ventured out to dig a few holes and make some mud pies. I made sure to get the mud all over the patio before mom came home. Chloe has been such a fuddy, duddy lately, being older than me, so she isn't much fun when it rains. She doesn't like to get wet and I LOVE IT!
I can't wait to see what fun adventures this year brings. I love being a Malamute and I love being a part of this family where I get to sleep in a warm bed next to my mom & dad, have brothers to play fetch with me, a mom who puts me in harness and lets me pull, pull, pull and dad who gives me lovin's every day after work by rubbing my belly. We just laugh and laugh!
Happy Birthday to me!
October 26th 2009 7:09 am
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I know it's been awhile since I've written, but I went through a tough time there for a bit. After my "surgery" (I still don't like that word), I had to wear this big white thing on my head for almost two weeks! It was horrible. I kept running into things and mom had to hold my food bowl up for me at every meal because it scared me to lean down with that thing on my head. My human brothers kept calling me "Conehead" which I didn't think was very nice. But, since it was on my head, I couldn't nibble on their rear ends to let them know I didn't appreciate it. My tummy really hurt. I kept trying to lick it to make it feel better, but mommy kept saying no, I couldn't lick there. These little black strings were driving me crazy, so I'd scoot on the floor and then they'd come loose and mom would keep driving me back to "that lady's place with the funny smells" and she'd put this glue stuff on my tummy again. Then they'd give me a hot dog with some funny tasting stuff in it and all of the sudden, I'd get really sleepy! Oh well.... I'll lick again when I wake up. I don't really understand it.
Now I'm feeling much better. For some reason, I don't feel like I have to jump over the couch all the time and I've come to the conclusion that the Labrador around the corner really isn't all that cute. My sister Chloe took really good care of me when I got home. She told me she had to go through the same thing when she was 6 months old. She helped me cope with the cone on my head. The only time she laughed at me is when I tried to go through the glass back door and ran straight into it with my cone. I couldn't see the door frame to know where to go!
I'm back to my old self again, running and playing. I told my buddies at the dog park that it wasn't so bad. They know I'm lying.
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