Angel started her life in the loving care of her first dad, Puneet and lived her life north of Toronto. When she was 10, Puneet and his family made the difficult decision to put Angel up for rehoming as they felt their lives could no longer give her the life she deserved. Enter us, a gay couple in Rochester NY whose home felt so empty after the loss of our senior rescue Elvis Clooney. We took the 3 hour drive to meet this ‘Angel’, who could not have been more aptly named. She ran to us and in typical husky fashion told us to give her a belly rub. For us it was love at first sight.
She became our Angel from that day on.
Huskies are known for certain behaviors, she had her own unique style. She was never mouthy. Quite quiet, but gradually learned it was ok to beg for a treat, a piece of steak from our dinner, or her favorite- pizza crust. She never wanted to run away or be out of our sight. If we were in the yard she would ask to go inside. If we went on a hike she did not like nature trails, she preferred sidewalks. A true city girl. She loved car rides which was a good thing as we often drove to our cottage on the St Lawrence River. A dip in The River on a warm summer day always put a smile on her face, particularly when we played ’catch the water’ we would scoop up and throw at her. Double coated dogs that spend alot of time in The River develop quite a unique and pungent odor, one we learned to appreciate, but others always would comment on with a smile and a head turn 😉.
Her health was often precarious, having Bronchial Collapse Disorder and a leaky intestine. A picky eater we would walk down the aisle of the pet supply store and pay attention to which was a choice of that day. Always something new. A little poached chicken breast, rice, a half dozen supplements and meds kept her strong and healthy. She developed problems with the prednisone, but quickly, and happily, used an inhaler 3X/day.
Her best friend was our friend Linda, whom she took to liked just like she did us. She had pretty substantial separation anxiety, perhaps from the move, and Linda would always happily dog-sit when we wanted an evening out. A treat for both.
Angels liver number kept rising as her health declined her behavior began showing her being in discomfort and pain. Her last blood work had terrifying high numbers and she wasn’t interested in food or play. Couldn’t get up without our help for several days. We gave her a good pain med which is not good on the liver, but gave us a few good days. The amazing Dr Allen from DoorBell Vets came to our place and gently and lovingly guided her off to join Elvis, and all the other family dogs and cats who crossed the rainbow bridge.
We miss you sweet girl.