Been awhile since I posted any little Syrus pics. Not much but here's the silly little puppybutt.

Okay everyone, it's time for a husky break! Lord knows we all need one from time to time. So, let's take a break!





Such cute little puppies!

Going on, talking with chlorophyta about some commission work she was doing and during all that, she passed along this sketch...

Hope everyone has been having and enjoyable holiday weekend. I went over to my parent's for our Thanksgiving dinner, as well as my little puppy's birthday! That's right, little Syrus was born on Thanksgiving and he turned two years old. Well enough of the talking eh? Let's get to the pictures!

Hmm what's this? A husky puppy at the beach? Well there is bound to be pictures! So here they are behind the cut.


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So I recently got myself a new camera, and what better way to break it in that taking and sharing pics of my husky pup. Here are some pics of my little Syrus behind the cut.

Mmhmm, thought I'd share a few more syrus puppy pics. Enjoy.

Careful. You computer has a 99.99% chance of crashing if you click this link. I know mine did. Oh and beware of this one as well... Computer crash.

To me, huskies and wolves are the most majestic, beautiful, and handsome creatures that walk around today. I've fallen in love with the breed ever since I first laid eyes on them. I remember, back when I was little, I always thought that it would be the coolest thing to have a wolf for a pet and the like. This big ol wolf, calm and tame, smiling, by your side when you walk, and all the other fantasy that would entail in your classic Disney film. But yes. My love for huskies came from that, since obviously the northern breeds have that little wolfish look. (Not to mention my little syrus has been mistaken for a wolf or wolf mix) Simply looking at their beautiful body, their amazing features, lovely attitude, and their cute eyes and faces, really melts my heart at any given point. It brings me to this: Teh showed me this one husky video, and then Canis and I followed up with a few others. Just take a look and see...

( Husky Vids )

This kinda reminds me how when I first started out with my little syrus. I was very desperate to getting a husky puppy. I became serious for the thought two years ago, and went ahead and bought a number of Siberian husky books, learning about their health, handling, and everything one needs to be educated in the breed. I often visited rescue websites and other such husky circles around the net, just to keep informed and to fill a little hole as well. It took a year to convince my family to letting me get a dog, but it finally happened last February. I got syrus during a long weekend, but I knew he would need much more car than that. I got him when he was 10 to 12 weeks old, I forget the exact time as of now.

Anyways. Everyone in the family was scared of having a husky around. I slaved doing all the needed work it took to taking care of a pup, but I did it with a willing heart because I knew the sweat and toil would come with a new puppy and member to the family. It was extremely difficult as I was a full-time student and part/full time worker at blockbuster. There was a time when I broke down and cried at my bed, syrus his head kennel with a little bark and howl while I was crying. It was a trying time, and I felt utterly ridiculous. Reason being was that I felt myself to be a terrible dog owner. It brings me back to when syrus, still as a pup, was a little sick. He had been to the vet recently and things seemed a little fine, the doctor just told me to keep watch on him. Well I did, and when I had came out of the bathroom to check up on him, he had vomited something a bit solid. Something very different from a usual dog vomit I suppose, puppy wise, and it was quite the batch as well. I panicked like my fucking brain flew out the window. What was worse was that it was on a Sunday, and all the vet hospitals were closed. Some how my step dad called another vet to come into his office for an emergency check up on syrus. I went and he did a throw check up, even took a little blood sample to be on the safe side and gave him a shot for the vomiting, but he said he looked fine else wise. The bill ran for like just a little over $300 if I recalled right. Thinking back to my finances (and I'm still employeed here) I didn't have enough in my account to pay for this, but I wrote him a check anyways hoping that my mom would wire me enough to cover the bill. Luckily the money situation worked out fine and it was nothing serious as far as what syrus was going throw.

In either case, while I was on my bed I saw myself as a fucking terrible dog owner. I was doing all I could for my pup, bit it seemed like all I was giving wasn't enough. I didn't have the ideal conditions to take care of him. Fenced back yard and time were the key points. My step dad, my mom, and I had dinner once to discuss this all. It got to the point where I had considered giving syrus back to the breeders (without a refund) or giving him to a husky rescue that I had been watching for some time and spoken with before. We communicated why no one in the family was doing anything to help out in taking care of syrus, but I still felt at odds with myself. Later on, when the Eight Below movie came out, I went to the first possible showing. (by myself of course, felt better to do so) After watching the movie, and nearly coming out in tears, it touched my heart that I could never at all give up syrus. And sure enough as you know, he is still with the family, and very much a big part of my life.

But anyways, yes. Didn't mean to trail off so much but I did. And there you have it.