Our Siberian Husky has a stare that could cut glass. She’ll sit across the room, lock eyes with us, and refuse to blink for what feels like minutes. At first, we thought something was wrong. Then we realized — it was dinner time, and she was simply reminding us that we were late. Again. Dogs…
Our Siberian Husky has a product problem. Not a hoarding problem — a taste problem. She has rejected a $40 bed in favor of the cold tile floor. She has ignored a fancy puzzle toy to chew on a cardboard box. She has, on more than one occasion, looked at us with the kind of…
Our Siberian Husky has a toy box that looks like a crime scene. There’s a squeaky chicken missing its head, a rope toy that’s been untwisted into three separate strings, and a Kong that she’s convinced is a personal challenge. She has destroyed toys that claimed to be “indestructible” in under an hour. She has…
Our Siberian Husky once ate something questionable in the backyard and spent the next twelve hours looking at us like we had personally betrayed her. She recovered fine, but that night taught us something important: dogs can’t tell us when something’s wrong. They rely on us to notice, to act, and to know when “a…
Our Siberian Husky has a complicated relationship with grooming. She loves being brushed — genuinely leans into it, closes her eyes, acts like she’s at a spa. But try to touch her nails? Suddenly she’s a dramatic actress in a tragedy, pulling her paw away like we’ve personally betrayed her. Every dog has their thing….
Our Siberian Husky believes she is the center of the universe. Not a theory — a firmly held conviction. If two people in the room start talking to each other, she assumes she’s being ignored, walks between them, and lets out a howl that says “excuse me, I was speaking.” She is wonderful. She is…
Our Siberian Husky once staged a silent protest because we bought store-bought treats instead of making them at home. She didn’t howl. She didn’t bark. She just sat by the oven, staring at it, willing something homemade into existence. She is dramatic. She is also correct — homemade treats taste better, cost less, and let…
Our Siberian Husky once howled at a bowl of plain kibble for five straight minutes. Not because she disliked it — but because she felt it lacked presentation. She is dramatic, spoiled, and entirely correct about one thing: dogs eat better when the food is actually good. Feeding your dog well doesn’t have to mean…
Our Siberian Husky once howled for ten straight minutes because two people in the room started talking to each other. Not to her. Near her. She assumed she was being ignored, wedged herself between us, and delivered a vocal performance that made the neighbors text us. We love her. We also learned very quickly that…
Our puppy cried. A lot. Not the poetic, single-tear kind of crying — the kind that makes you wonder if the neighbors are drafting a group text about you. We tried the blanket trick, the warm water bottle, the soft radio. What finally helped was time, a crate near the bed, and accepting that the…