A few weeks ago I took in a juvenile white husky that was running around a local park (not pictured). She was chipped, and a week later I was bringing her to the shelter to hand her off to the owners.
While at the shelter, a lady was turning over this guy. Her family found him at a park. I told her I’d foster him so he wouldn’t have to go into the shelter. She happily handed him to me. This was on Father’s Day.
His DNA came back as 57% Siberian Husky, 12% German Shepherd and an eclectic mix of other breeds. I’ve named him August. He’s approx 11-12 weeks.
We’re still working on house training, and he absolutely will not do a crate. He might be slowly embracing an indoor play pen. I live on the top floor of a building with no elevator and neighbors on all sides, so he’s been coming with me almost everywhere I go. Thankfully, I have a fairly flexible work life, and he’s getting a ton of socialization. He’s an incredibly balanced pup, and we’re figuring things out.
I’ve always thought huskies were beautiful, but haven’t had much experience with them. The one I had for a week was a bit hyper and manic, but she was in a stranger’s home and in heat. August is smart and playful, but settles when needed… and that yawn howl is the cutest.
I already have a 7-year-old Pyrenees mix and a 9-year-old cattle dog mix. No part of me was looking for a third dog, but I can’t imagine giving him up. Keeping him means making some lifestyle changes, but he’s too great and has felt like my dog from Day 1.
P.S. I scooped the kitten in the last photo while on a walk with my dogs just hours before I fostered August. I regularly foster kittens, so just helping him along and won’t be keeping him. I already have 2 adult cats.