Posted by Many have seen posts on our social media accounts about our dog Sasha. What most don’t know is Sasha has been with us since she was three years old and she was a rescue to prevent her from going to the pound.
Let’s Rewind to 2012—Devon just had Kennedy and was home adjusting to the new world with our little girl. We already had Motley & Maiden in the house and felt good. Devon saw one of her friend giving away Sasha and knew I loved how beautiful Huskies were. Next thing you know, Sasha was spending the night. Thinking back on this now, it is insane to say the least. \
Night #1 is vividly etched in my memory. Maddox was in bed with us and around 200AM, Sasha joined us. In the moment both Devon and I said to get out of the bed where she was startled and squatted on Maddox and peed. WHAT! Yes, our first night was the signal that we were in trouble.
Sasha then went down the path of misbehavior. I never had an argument driven, payback minded dog in my life. She loved to play the game chase…..regardless of how many hours we wasted. Maddox resulted to be the only one that could catch her. Sasha, tried to prove herself by hunting for the family on many occasions, and let’s not forget the robotic vacuum episode. Below are these stories and they must be the all-time favorites:
Game of Chase—RUN! That is still in her mindset at age 10. A moment of open daylight and Sasha turns into Barry Sanders juking and dashing. This can go on for hours and results in adult injuries often. (the first year in the new house I nose-dived into her face causing the ultimate bloody nose). The one game of chase was the morning she was being dropped off to be fixed. I clipped the leash on and we went outside. She freaked out a bit and ducked her collar. Off we went. Three miles and one tired Niko later we were off to the vet.
Midnight hunt—kids were in bed, Devon was sound asleep, and I was catching up on some TV. The dogs wanted to go out so I opened the door and let them. 15 min later I see Motley, Maiden both wanting to come inside. I call for Sasha who runs in the house in high prance trot with a snake in her mouth. I hate snakes. That night I woke everyone up and chases Sasha to get back out of the house.
The robotic F U– in our house not even a month and I bought this amazing robotic vacuum (I am not a fan of it anymore, see future product review post). Sasha hated this thing. Barked and ignored it. The terrible mistake of not crating her one morning resulted in her defecating right in front of it. Thus, coating the kitchen floor. It was one of those moments you read a facebook post about.
After all that, Sasha is turning 10 now and is slowing down but still having a great time. Huskies are a lot of work but she ended up being part of the family. Now with only her left she is that odd, pizza addicted, random, argument first, dog.
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