We adopted Kesha a few years ago when her dad could no longer keep up with her needs. Her dad, James, loved her so much I had a hard time figuring out how he could let her go. He would come visit her and take her snow boarding after we adopted her and she was always glad to see him. Then James passed away suddenly.

Kesha has joined our pack family so well it is like she grew up with us. This little girl comes in when the sun comes up and whispers in my ear a little husky talk. If I can keep from laughing she will just lay down for a few minutes and then try again. Later if I am still sleeping she is apt to just jump on the bed and paw at me until I am wide awake. Those big paws don’t take long to wake me up. She is almost laughing when I open my eyes.

Kesha likes to sleep outside most of the time. She will often go to bed with me for a few minutes and then ask to go out for her watch the back yard time. One morning she woke me up with a pitiful cry. She had found a porcupine and had to get those quills in her nose. Off to the vet we went before work. When she came home still crying, I thought there must be another quill somewhere. She cried all night again so I got a pillow and slept on the floor with her. In the morning we went back to the vet and they looked all over and found nothing. My big alpha pup just hurt. She slowly got better and then once again she cried at the back door and she had done it again. This time she had just one quill in her front paw. One would have thought there were twenty quills in her feet by the way she was crying. She can sure be tender when she hurts. So far so good. Those were the only times she had quills to tend with.

She loves the husky games. When I am on the computer she will use her nose to lift my hand off the mouse and onto her head. She loves to come and visit in bed in the mornings. She will put her head on the pillow right next to me and stare into my eyes. What can she be thinking.

When I needed to buy a new truck I bought a crew cab. Now she has her back seat to lay down on or the window to look out of. She has been good about staying in the back. It's quite a change from my old Toyota where she had to sit on the seat next to me and could not fully lay down without putting her head on my lap. Then I could not shift so she had to always get up. It was just too small for her to be happy on long drives.  

I'll add her comic activities here as they develop. She can sure keep me in stitches. (not literally)