Sashaville

I loved you best

2008-03-18T22:13:00.000-04:00

I Loved You Best
By Jim Willis
So this is where we part, My Friend,
and you'll run on, around the bend,
gone from sight, but not from mind,
new pleasures there you'll surely find.
I will go on, I'll find the strength,
life measures quality, not its length.
One long embrace before you leave,
share one last look, before I grieve.
There are others, that much is true,
but they be they, and they aren't you.
And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,
will remember well all you've taught.
Your place I'll hold, you will be missed
,the fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.
And as you journey to your final rest,
take with you this...I loved you best.

Sasha is gone

2008-03-18T21:25:00.003-04:00

This is the first and last time a human will post on Sashaville.
When we came home from work today, Sasha couldn't get up. She hadn't moved from the spot she was in when we went to work in the morning. She laid there all day, didn't even get up to go out. She wagged her tail when we came in, but couldn't do anything else.
She tried to get up when we asked if she had to go out, but she just couldn't do it.
We knew it was time. We were hoping to have some of the fluid drained from around her heart tomorrow, but it wouldn't have done anything at this point.
So we did the only thing we could do for her. We ended her suffering. She is at peace, comfortable and running around again. Eric and I were with her when she went to sleep, so she wasn't alone. She was surrounded by love.
She was our first Siberian Husky. (if you've heard the story before, please bear with me) We had no idea we could find a purebred Siberian Husky in a shelter. We figured we'd go to the pet store at the mall. Fate had other plans.
My sister in law called me to see if I wanted to go to the shelter with her, to help her pick out a dog to adopt. I'm always for playing with dogs, so I went along.
We walk in, and there she was. Second cage on the left. A little black and white, bi-eyed Siberian Husky. I couldn't believe it. I immediately called Eric, and told him we had to get to the shelter first thing in the morning, because we had to adopt a dog (by the time we had gotten there that evening, adoption hours were over)
We weren't even in our house yet, so Sasha came home with me for 3 weeks, until we moved. My parents' old dog hated Sasha and her energy, so she hung in the family room for 3 weeks, where she ate a computer plug, 2 bags of beggin strips, an Elmo costume, and 3 jars of finger paints. We had pink and blue and purple pawprints all over the basement, and the couch, and the love seat.
We knew nothing about Sibes, besides the fact that they're gorgeous. Sasha gave us an education and fast. She loved to eat the phone book, and any hardback.
We had a round papasan chair. She kept all her toys on top of it, and all the stuff she stole that she shouldn't have underneath it. We'd come home and go see what she got into. She ran by us with a huge bottle of olive oil one day, and a bag of garlic another-clearly an Italian Siberian Husky.
She was the boss of the house, keeping Isis and Ray in line, as well as any fosters we had in the house. As soon as they came in, she mounted them, so they knew who was boss, and all was well.
She didn't keep her bossing to dogs. My father in law was in her spot on the sofa. She squeezed behind him, and shoved him off the couch, then curled up in his spot and went to sleep.
We had her for 9 years, almost. Her birthday is April 8. We don't know when it really is, but that's when we saw her at the shelter. 8 is my lucky number, and we got all our dogs on the 8th. We signed Isis's paperwork on Feb. 8, and we adopted Ray on October 8th (his real birthday).
And we met Sasha on April 8.
I can't believe she's gone. I'm waiting for to jump on the bed and shove me out of the way, or claw me for my breakfast, or jump in my spot when I got up, or hog the blankets, or do any of the million things she did every day.
I just don't know what I'm going to do without her.
Godspeed, Sasha.

Bad news in Sashaville

2008-03-17T16:10:00.000-04:00

The humans dragged me back to the vet (TWICE today).
The lump in my leg isn't cancer, but the ultrasound had bad news.
I have cancer in my lungs and a big tumor on a muscle near my right shoulder.
There's nothing they can do for me, but feed me lots of good stuff and give me pain meds.
Thanks to everyone who sent me god wishes.

ER again

2008-03-12T08:17:00.001-04:00

Yesterday I wasn't myself. I was limping badly on my bad leg, and just felt lousy. I didn't even greet my humans when they came home from work. I just laid on the dining room floor.
THey knew I wasn't feeling well, so they took me back to the ER. They drew blood and did an x ray of my shoulder again.
Apparently I'm anemic, and they don't know why. My red blood count was low.
And there's a lump on my elbow that wasn't there last month on the x ray, or 2 weeks ago when I saw the surgeon. They don't know what it is. Could be just tissue. Could be (gulp) cancer.
So I'm going Monday for a suckfest of tests. Redraw my blood to see if that was just a one time thing. Aspirate the elbow lump to see what it is. Get an abdominal ultrasound to be sure there are no lumps anywhere else (the vet didn't feel any).
The vet I saw was the one who deflated Isis's fat ear at Christmas. She is very nice.
So if you could send some good vibes out to me, I'd appreciate it.

Back to the vet

2008-02-29T07:46:00.002-05:00

The humans were worried that I was still limping after a week or two. Um, duh? I hurt my leg, it doesn't get better in an hour. Geez.
So they made an appointment for Wednesday, and if I stopped limping, they would cancel it. Tuesday I limped extra hard, just for good measure. They haven't taken me ANYWHERE since I hurt my leg, and I'm bored, so I figured a vet trip would at least get me out of the house.
When we got to the vet, I wanted to play with all the dogs. Noone wanted to play though. Some of the humans asked why I was there, since I wasn't limping any more. I saw the vet for maybe 30 seconds, she watched me walk, and said I was fine. I don't have to be carried up and down the stairs anymore (that was humiliating) but no dog park for a month (booo)
So my shoulder is healing nicely. Thanks to everyone for your concern.
And to get them back, besides dragging them to the vet for nothing, I've been waking them up at odd times to let me out. Sometimes 2 am, sometimes 5...whenever I wake up and think of it.

OK, this isn't fun any more

2008-02-21T18:06:00.004-05:00

So for a while the limping was fun. I didn't hurt too badly, and I got liverwurst all the time. But things are really starting to get on my nerves now.
They have the stairs blocked, so I can't go up or down. My human dad has to carry me, which is humiliating.
But NOW, since I'm still limping, they've blocked me from getting on the sofa OR in the window. My favorite thing to do is sit in the window and howl at everyone. What am I supposed to do? I'm stuck here on the floor with the blind dog.
Look, that's me glaring from behind the gate.

Apparently they don't appreciate the full vehemence of my wrath, because look at what they're allowing.

Yep, that's that big suckup load, Isis, sprawled in MY WINDOW.
Clearly this must be punished, and severely.
Any suggestions about how I should seek vengeance against the humans?

Limping=cheese

2008-02-18T08:50:00.002-05:00

I highly recommend limping. Just pick a paw, and favor it a little.
It will probably mean a vet visit, and I know that's not fun. But get past that, and things get better.
I've been getting extra cheese and livergreat since I started limping. They try to give me pills, and I keep spitting them out. So more cheese or livergreat to try to hide the pill better. Then I lay around and look sad, and everyone feels bad and pets me and gives me treats. The humans have been all worried about me, so they're extra nice.
I'll probably stop in a few days, but it's really great fun. Give it a try. Remember, pills are hidden in the treats, so be sure to spit it out the first few times. But then you have to take it. If you don't, they'll just shove the pill down your throat, defeating the purpose of limping for livergreat.
Have fun!

Dog park

2008-02-17T19:26:00.003-05:00

So, yes, those traitors took Isis to the dog park without me. I live with rotten people. My leg doesn't hurt that much.
They said they didn't have any fun, but then I heard them saying that Tashi (Meeshka's half sister) Polar AND Tristin (DWB) were there. So how could they not have fun?
To add insult to injury I found these pictures on the camera. Maybe it's me, but it sure looks like they're having a pretty good time.

My rotten night

2008-02-14T07:43:00.001-05:00

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My shoulder's been hurting me on and off for a while. Last night it was really sore, and I could barely walk on it. I tried to hide it from the humans, but they caught me.
So they dragged me to the ER vet, who played with my leg and made it hurt more. Does that make sense?
Then they took xrays, and showed there's nothing wrong with it. Um, so why does it hurt?
They sent me home with some drugs and I have to rest for a week. Now, for the worst part. The humans have been talking about going to the dog park Sunday with other huskies (including, I heard, Meeshka's half sister) and now I CAN'T GO!!! Isis will get to go and have all the fun, and I'll get stuck at home.
Ooh, I'm not happy about that. Something's gonna get shredded for sure.
They better not have any fun at the dog park.
OK, back to resting. I'm still pretty sore.

I've been tagged.

2008-02-12T08:06:00.000-05:00

Holly tagged me to share 7 weird facts about myself.
Here goes:
1) I will not catch food if tossed at me. I'll let it bounce off my face, then eat it off the floor. No matter what kind of food.
2) I will catch snowballs if you toss them at me.
3) I like to bury my biscuits all over the house.
4) I love to eat hardback books.
5) I don't like when Ray steps on me, and I'll growl at him if he does (so what if he's blind?)
6) I have eaten: a pound of fudge, chocolate covered espresso beans, candles, books, phone books, the human mom's wedding shoe 2 weeks before her wedding, cantaloupe, a pack of strawberry gum, a roll of Rolaids, an Elmo costume (the eyes), a computer cord, and a container of fingerpaints.
7) I have a super black stripe down my back, like a skunk stripe. No undercoat grows there ever. It's jet black, and about 6 inches wide, all the way down my back.
Here are the rules:
Now, the rules to the tag:
1. Once you are tagged, link back to the blogger who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Post 7 random or weird facts about yourself on your blog.
4. Tag 7 bloggers and link to them.
5. Comment on their blog to let them know they have been tagged.
I tag Girl Girl, Quincy, Magic and Georgie, , Bama, and Guinness and Shiloh.

Stupid Superdog treats

2008-01-22T10:44:00.000-05:00

Ray has been creaky lately. He's the blind dog who I let live in Sashaville. The humans say he has arthritis. He creaks getting up, and is slow on the stairs. When we would go for walks, he'd lag behind Isis and I.
He's been getting a supplement for it, which is great, because we all get liverwurst. It's the only thing he'll take the supplement in (way to go, Ray)
Well, lately the supplement hasn't seemed to work as well. So the humans heard about Super Dog treats. They are a sponsor of Karen Ramstead and her dogs on the Iditarod.
So the stupid humans tried them. Now, Ray's an idiot. He runs around, bangs into me all the time, gets in the way. He now keeps up with us on walks, and gets all tangled up in our leashes. He even tried to MOUNT me the other day. Apparently eating Super dog treats also gives one a death wish. I let him go with a good snarl, but he won't get away with that for long, even if he is almost 11, and blind, and creaky.
I'm keeping an eye out for the next box of Superdog treats, and I'm gonna shred them.
Sasha, the only Superdog around here

FINALLY

2008-01-21T08:08:00.000-05:00

As you may remember, we were on our way to the dog park when Isis ruined it with that ridiculous fat ear situation.
THEN we couldn't go because her ear had to heal. Well, FINALLY, it was healed enough to go to the dog park.
We went yesterday! It was nice and cold and great dog park weather. Isis had fun with some yappy beagle. I met a cool Akita/Sibe/GSD mix and a Rhodesian Ridgeback.
When the yappy beagle owner was leaving, I snuck past the first gate, and almost made it out, but the humans caught me and dragged me back in.
Hopefully since fat Isis is on a diet, we'll go to the dog park more so she can run off the flab.

Blogger business

2008-01-17T08:52:00.001-05:00

Tristin and Quincy's humans have a new business. They make personalized clocks, and they can put your photo on it. Really, what else would you want to look at on a clock but a beautiful dog face (or hamsterberian, or cat)? Check it out here! And spread the word. The more clocks they sell, the more treats for our friends Quincy and Tristin.
On another note, I heard something from the humans that while Isis's ear is still stupid looking and bent, it is apparently healing well enough to go to the dog park soon. I'll keep you posted on the situation, and post a picture of her dumb looking bald, floppy ear.

New yard!

2008-01-14T08:33:00.000-05:00

Apparently we're getting a new backyard. Really, it's about time. The OLD backyard was all muddy, and I do hate to dirty my paws. So they have finally decided to do something about it. They said it's all done, and looks nice, but we can't see it yet. Something about having to seal it (why we need seals in our new backyard is beyond me) and the seals can't come for a couple weeks. So until then, no dog pee in the yard.
SO this is good and bad news. The good news is they have to walk us a lot. We've never gotten so many walks. The old guy Ray is getting a little tired out, I think. But Isis is really chunking up, and could use some walks. I don't, of course, need to lose a pound, but I enjoy a good stroll. The bad news is when they don't walk us, we have to go out on the deck which is covered with plastic so our pee doesn't get on the new yard. The plastic is slippery and yucky and wet. I'm not happy about that at all.
I think the humans should just stay home from work and walk us whenever we want until we can use the backyard. But they don't seem to care what I think, since they're both at work now. Sigh.
Sasha, pouting.

New blog!!

2008-01-13T10:00:00.000-05:00

There's a new dog blog in town. Delaware Valley Siberian Husky Rescue, based in PA, is now blogging about their rescue happenings. I almost got a brother from them, before the blind dog joined us all those years ago.
I offered to help them with their blog, hoping the humans will let me use the computer for that and I can sneak here and blog more (and go treat shopping).
So everyone please stop by and say hello to DVSHR!
And please feel free to link to DVSHR's blog in yours, and they'll do the same.
Thanks!

Isis's adventure

2008-01-11T08:12:00.000-05:00

I promised to tell you what Isis did the other week.
The Saturday before Christmas the humans put Isis and I in the car. We had to stop by the human dad's work, then we were going to the dog park! So we're at his work, wandering around, sniffing stuff. Suddenly, look at Isis's ear! It's all puffy, like she stuck a golf ball in it. The human mom immediately freaks and shows the human dad. They called our vet, who was closing, so we had to go to the ER vet. No dog park for us. Fantastic.
So we go to the ER with its slippery floor which I don't like ONE BIT. I like it even less when it's me getting checked out by the vet.
Turns out Isis has an aural hematoma, which is apparently an ear lump. The humans could either 1) have surgery to lance it, and it shouldn't come back. 2) have them stick a needle in and aspirate it, and it sometimes comes back or 3) do nothing and hope it goes away and doesn't come back. Option 1 sounded best to them, I guess. They didn't ask me, but I think they could've bought me a LOT of treats with what the surgery cost. Anyway, we left her there for a couple hours, and she came out looking really stupid. Her ear was totally shaved except a couple hairs at the top, her leg was shaved around in the middle, and she had a big collar on. Plus she just got pain medicine so she was dopier than usual.
Here is a picture of her in the car riding home.

Stupid humans and their stupid computers

2008-01-05T13:28:00.000-05:00

I'm still around. The human mom's computer is in the shop (for the THIRD time in a month) so I haven't gotten to blog much. I am stealing the human dad's computer.
I'll update everyone on the holidays later. Isis ruined our dog park visit right before Christmas, the moron. I have pictures.
But look at what the stupid humans have been up to. This is the OTHER reason I haven't gotten near a computer. When it wasn't in the shop, she was here, on this site, listing books:

Now, you know I like nibbling on the occasional novel, so I never complain about a fresh supply, but really, we have a TON of books, and I need to blog.
Apparently, you can list books you want to get rid of (paperback, hardback, even audio books, and since Ray has been known to eat cassettes, we don't need them here) You can also get books from people, that they want to get rid of, for free!
If you use that link to sign up my human will get referral points.
So that's it for now.
I will post soon about the Isis saga, the moron.

I'm still here

2007-11-14T07:56:00.000-05:00

Sorry, it's been a month since I've posted!!
I've been busy lately.
It's FINALLY getting cooler around here, so I've been hanging out on the deck a lot.
The humans (sigh) put a big fence around our yard, so no chance of getting out. BUT, they're also getting rid of the mud in the yard and putting up some nice concrete. It's about time. They know how I feel about muddy paws.
I've been going to the dog park a lot. Here's a picture of me with one of my friends.
Ooh, and I have big news. I'm going to be in a parade Sunday!! It's in Northeast Philadelphia. I'll be parading with Mapaw Siberian Husky Rescue. So hopefully some fellow bloggers will be there.
I'll post pictures afterward. The stupid humans spent a million dollars on new iPhones, instead of dog treats, the least they can do is take some pictures of me with them.
I'll also post pictures of the new backyard, once it's done.
I'll try to be better about blogging. I will be heading to everyone's blogs to catch up today.

Dog park

2007-10-15T07:53:00.001-04:00

Yesterday we went to a new dog park with a bunch of dogs and volunteers from Mapaw Siberian Husky Rescue and Referral, who my humans apparently are volunteering with now. It's called Dog Town, in Colmar. It was inside, on fake grass. We were even allowed to pee inside and we didn't get yelled at!
Lots of Sibes were there, plus one Newfie, Ananya. My humans, of course, forgot their camera, but the Kapp Pack's well-trained humans brought theirs, so go check out the pictures.
And just for the record, apparently even though my humans are volunteering with a rescue again, they'll still have time to take me to obedience class. Sigh.

An exciting night!

2007-10-11T15:07:00.000-04:00

Isis may have to apply for HULA (though she's not as good as me, of course)
Around 3 am, Isis started running around the bedroom worriedly. I, naturally, was asleep in the bathroom, so some of this was told to me by Isis. She woke the humans up. They smelled poo, but didn't see any anywhere. Isis continued to look worried, and ran down the stairs. I wanted to see what was going on, so I headed down too. They let us out, and we ran out, peed, and sniffed around a bit. What fun! A 3 am pee and sniff, and the humans were all tired. Before too long they dragged us back in.
Up we go, I go back to the bathroom, Isis, the suckup, follows them back into the bedroom, where they STILL smell poo. After more careful investigation, they find a large, soft poo in the human mom's closet, on some of her shoes-including a brand new pair she hadn't even worn yet!!
A triumphant night for HULA.
Now, this isn't without sacrifices. Because she had soft poo, I heard them discussing not letting us have any treats today. Sigh. Every silver lining has a cloud.
But, there was talk of a dog park visit this weekend. A new, INDOOR one, so even if it rains, we can go. Rumor has it quite a few huskies may be going, so that should be exciting. I'll be sure to remind the humans to bring their camera and get some pictures.

Ray came in handy

2007-10-09T16:21:00.001-04:00

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Originally uploaded by karenbelfi

Yesterday was Ray's 10th birthday. Clearly this isn't that important, as it wasn't MY birthday, except for one thing.
On our birthdays the humans get us cheeseburgers for dinner.
Now, sure, we should get cheeseburgers every day for dinner, but that doesn't seem to be the case. So, three times a year, on Feb. 8 (the fat dog's birthday), April 8 (MY birthday) and October 8 (the no-eyed dog's birthday) we get cheeseburgers.
So Happy Birthday Ray. Hope you have lots more, so I can have more cheeseburgers.

HELP

2007-10-05T15:14:00.000-04:00

Good thing I eavesdrop, or I wouldn't know anything.
So the humans were talking the other day, something about taking a "rescue break" and since they'd have so much free time, they want to take Isis and I to...gulp....OBEDIENCE CLASS. Are they insane? Obedience??? Like, be obedient?
Clearly they've taken leave of their senses. Cause unless this means they learn to be more obedient to me, we're gonna have trouble.

How to keep your humans busy

2007-09-28T09:57:00.000-04:00

OK, the humans were busy on this website for a while the other day. Now, sure, that meant I couldn't blog.
But it also meant I could steal a bag of potato chips off the table and not get caught. They had no idea what we were doing, they were too busy taking this stupid music quiz.
So pass the word along (be sure to blog first, as you may not get the computer for a while)

Sorry everyone

2007-09-17T20:31:00.000-04:00

My human has HOGGED the stupid computer, and I've also been very busy.
I'm sorry I haven't posted as much as I should have.
I'll give a quick update.
They left me home the day of the hike. Apparently they had a lot to do, and I would've gotten in the way. Hmph, I say.
So I got back at them yesterday.
I dug a HUGE hole in the yard, down to the cable wires, then came in acting weird, circling, and acting goofy. The humans thought they'd have to take me to the ER, and were getting ready to. Then I acted fine. So they worried and worried. Then after I acted normal for a few hours, they took Isis and I to the dog park, and then went walking on South Street!
SO if you want to go to the dog park, act weird and get 'em all worried. They'll be so happy you're OK, you'll go to the dog park, and hopefully get some root beer water ice after!

Awful weekend

2007-08-27T08:03:00.000-04:00

The stupid humans ruined my entire weekend.
They were redoing the living room. So they had put new drywall up on the ceiling. Saturday they started sanding to make it smooth or something.
SO there's dust all over the house, and my fluffy coat. Everywhere.
Then they moved all the furniture to the middle of the room. So nothing was where it's supposed to be. Ray flopped right in the path so it was hard to get by. AND I couldn't get in the window all weekend, because the sofa wasn't there to jump up in.
Then, like all that wasn't bad enough, I got paint on my coat.
Something has to be done about this. Sashaville is not running as smoothly as I'd like it to.
Clearly it's time for me to put my paw down.
Sasha, with Bungalow Gold highlights.

I've also been busy

2007-08-20T08:00:00.001-04:00

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I've also been very busy keeping an eye on my biscuits. Those other dogs are always trying to get 'em. You can't be too careful, you know.
Oh, so listen to this. Saturday a bunch of humans from DVSHR, Mapaw, and HTHNBR came over. There were BOXES and BOXES of treats. TONS of treats. All those boxes that have come to the house for weeks and weeks came out. Woohoo, I thought. FINALLY we get the treats.
Nope. All the treats went into bags and baskets for the hike. Big bags of peanut butter biscuits, chicken jerky, sample bags of treats, even YUMMY CHUMMIES!! What did I get? One louse peanut butter and molassas biscuit that was floating around loose, that I had to share with stupid Isis. I mean there was a ton of stuff. They made like 20 baskets to raffle off, with tons of cool stuff, and a zillion goodie bags for hikers. They couldn't spare 10-20 bags of treats for me??
Then they ate dinner, and I did my best to mooch meatballs. No luck there either.
Clearly paybacks are necessary. Any suggestions?

Sorry, I'm back

2007-08-20T07:52:00.001-04:00

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Originally uploaded by karenbelfi

Sorry everyone. I know I was quiet for a while.
The stupid humans have been busy planning the hike and have been hoarding the computer. Quite frankly, I'm sick of it.
Speaking of the hike, I checked out the hike trail.
Here's Isis, Blue and I practicing.
I am still collecting pledges, so if you can spare a couple dollars, I'd appreciate it. You can send via paypal, or mail to
HTHNBR
PO Box 21202
Phila, PA 19114

The Paypal link is right there at the top left of my blog.
Thanks everyone!

Well, I can't believe it

2007-08-07T14:43:00.000-04:00

I was nosing through the human mom's email, and LOOK what I found.
First, they're there, eating that nice cake.

Then, there's a pic of them onstage, laughing it up. Note Meeshka's human up there too.

Finally, oh, look, let's pose with the musher. Again, my human and Meeshka's.

Could they rub it in our faces any more??

Those humans are gonna get it.

2007-08-07T07:39:00.001-04:00

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OK, time to put my paw down. Meeshka's human woman stopped by Saturday (without Meeshka, of course) She came with some other human guy, who apparently does that rescue stuff. They pet us a little, bribed us with cheese to not claw them for leaving us (didn't work) then off they went to meet Karen Ramstead.
Here they are, having fun, not caring at all that we're stuck at home. These are a bunch of the rescue people. There's Meeshka's human woman in yellow, and my human dad is next to her. Karen Ramstead is sitting down, in black. My human woman is on the right, leaning over. And, take note, there's a dog there. So it's not like dogs weren't allowed. Apparently just Meeskha and I weren't allowed.
Obviously this will not go unpunished. Meeshka, we have to talk.

It just gets worse

2007-08-04T08:58:00.000-04:00

So, apparently, not only are they leaving ME behind,but I just found out that Meeshka's human is coming over here to go to the Karen thing with my humans. And, yep, you guessed it, Meeshka's not coming either.
So Meeshka's human woman is coming here, without Meeshka, then all the humans head off to do something cool, without any of us.
Obviously, Meeshka and I will have to discuss what we're going to do about this. We can't let them get away with this kind of behavior.
I swear, sometimes these humans are more trouble than they're worth.
Sasha, sharpening the claw

This'll be a lousy weekend

2007-08-03T15:54:00.000-04:00

So I heard the humans talking. They're going somewhere to hear Karen Ramstead talk, and they're not taking us! Karen runs the Iditarod with a team of purebred Siberian Huskies, yet, the Siberian Husky here is being left behind. I was hoping she'd take us and I could convince Karen to take me home. It's much cooler where she lives, and maybe I'd get to ride in the sled. Obviously I'm not actually going to pull a sled, geez. Apparently, since the humans won't be around, this means I won't be able to do anything cool this weekend, like go to the dog park, or blog, or anything.
So I thought I'd take this time to remind you of the hike and to ask again for your support. If you could swipe the credit cards (I know you just did this for Meeshka) and pledge even a little bit towards my hike, I can get a goodie bag full of the cool stuff in the boxes downstairs they won't let us near. You can pledge via paypal or you can send a check to
HTHNBR
PO Box 21202
Philadelphia, PA 19114
The money, sadly, does not go to me. It goes to foster dogs in the rescue. I guess that's a good cause too.
So please click the button below if you can help, even with a little bit.

And by the way, if you want me to link to your blog, and I haven't already, remind me to, please. I tried to list everyone, but I know I forgot some people.

Those were the days....

2007-08-02T07:51:00.000-04:00

It's never going to be cold again. It's been 5000 degrees here forever.
I hate the heat. My fluffy coat isn't made for the heat. I don't know why these humans don't just realize that and bring me to Alaska where I belong.
Ah, the good old days....

I am SO talented

2007-07-30T14:21:00.001-04:00

I can eat off of a fork, very nicely. I am a Queen, after all.
If I had opposable thumbs, I would have NO need for the humans.
I just need to convince them to set me a place at the table.

Treat dispenser

2007-07-29T19:34:00.000-04:00

The humans went to an event (without me, by the way) and won a basket full of dog treats. They're making me share some of them with Ray and Isis, but one of them is MINE MINE MINE.
It's a treat dispenser! I just nose it around, and treats pop out.
And I haven't even chewed it into pieces yet.
Look how cool!

LOOK at all this stuff

2007-07-28T21:24:00.000-04:00

OK, now look at all this stuff that is coming to the house. It's all for the hike. They won't let us have ANY.
Except, if you note, in the second photo, Isis did get 3 bags out for us.
But still, like a zillion boxes there, we can't have 1???
It's so not fair.

New blogger

2007-07-28T05:50:00.000-04:00

I recently met a new blogger via Meeshka's site. Her name is Bama. Stop by and visit. She and her siblings are pretty good at terrorizing the humans.
Welcome to blogging, Bama!

I tag everyone

2007-07-27T10:57:00.000-04:00

I'm not tagging anyone in particular, but I want everyone who reads this to tell their story on their blog, so spread the word, OK?
How did you come to be with the humans you own?
I went to live with my humans in April of 1999. My human mom said she went to the Humane Society to help her sister in law pick out a dog. She wasn't looking for a dog for herself. Little did she know...
She and the human dad had planned on going to a pet store (can you believe it??) to get a Siberian Husky, because they didn't think there were purebred dogs in shelters. Geez, they are stupid.
She walked in, I was on the second cage to the left. Who can resist a beautiful, bi-eyed black and white Siberian Husky? I immediately pegged her as a human I could manipulate, so I decided I wanted to go home with her. I gave her The Look, and she was hooked. She walked up the aisle, then back down, and I kept looking at her.
Then she called the human dad and told him about me. Apparently adoption hours were over, so they came back first thing the next morning, as soon as the shelter opened.
I was at the shelter for a while, and they were talking about calling husky rescue to take me. So I took matters into my own hands.
They decided when I came home they weren't going to let any dogs up on the furniture. Guess how long THAT lasted.
I taught them all the proper Siberian Husky ways. I pulled on leash, I knocked over the big plant (3 times) and dug up the carpet behind the plant. I dug holes in the yard and snuck in next doors yard to play with their Beagle and their Boxer. I stole cantaloupe, fudge, Motrin, candles, books, phonebooks, and my human's wedding shoes 2 weeks before the wedding. I took their stuff off the tables and hid them under my chair.
Then, just when they would get totally frustrated with me, I would turn on the cute. The "pet me" look, the belly up for rubs...and they weren't mad anymore.
So, that's how I came to run Sashaville, here in Philadelphia.
What's your story?

Tagged

2007-07-26T11:38:00.000-04:00

I got tagged by Quincy and Tristin to answer 5 questions.
Here they are:

Where is your favorite place to sleep??
I think I"ve posted this pic, but here in the bathroom, around the toilet, in the way.

Is there a specific trick your humans make you do to get treats??
We have an understanding. Give me the treat, and I don't claw you.

If you could spend an entire day doing anything at all with anyone what would you do and with whom??
I would wake up, in the human bed. They would be on the floor on the dog beds. For breakfast, I would have liverwurst in bed. Then I would ride, in the front seat with no seatbelt, to the dog park, where only Sasha-approved dogs would be allowed. Next, a shopping trip to the grocery store. Forget the pet store. I want my treats to come from the butcher. I'd like some chicken, fliet mignon, shrimp, turkey, perhaps a nice salmon, and of course cheese and liverwurst. Some ice cream for dessert. After the humans make lunch from what we purchased, I would take a nap in the bay window. Perhaps snack on a hardback book or two. Then I would beat up Isis and Ray Charles, without getting yelled at by the humans. I would go in and out all day without the humans complaining about having to open the doors constantly for me. Next, midafternoon snack. Then a nap, and dinner. Then and I would go out and play in the snow for a while, since of course if it's me day, it would have snowed, followed by a bedtime snack. Then I would sit down, at my own computer, and blog about the day.

What is your favorite toy??
I don't play with toys. Unless Isis is having fun with one, then I want that.

If you could change one thing in your life. What would you change??
The humans would never get on my sofa or bed.

Let's see, I tag the Kapp Pack, Doodles, and Dakota.

SO not fair

2007-07-24T09:32:00.001-04:00

Yesterday, 2 good smelling packages came in the mail addressed to the humans, but smelled like they were for us.
One had Wysong dog food samples, the other had YUMMY CHUMMIES. Obviously they're for us, so I waited for our treats. And waited. And waited.
Apparently they were for the hike and NOT for us.
Well, I'm hiking, so I should get some. Apparently it's not working that way. They are going to go in goodie bags for the hikers, and into raffle baskets. Apparently I'll be buying a lot of raffle tickets. Maybe Isis can break into the box, like she did with those other treats (also for the hike, there are boxes of treats down there, taunting us)
I made the human mom go order us some YUMMY CHUMMIES. So if they come soon, maybe I won't claw her.
They better come soon....

Blogathon 2007

2007-07-23T07:40:00.000-04:00

Just wanted to remind everyone that Meeshka will need everyone's support for Blogathon 2007! Can you believe it starts this Saturday?
Meeshka will be staying up for 24 hours blogging every 1/2 hour.
She's going to need our help to stay awake.
So I will be staying up with her.
And it's not too late to pledge to Meeshka, either!
Good luck to Steve, Kat and Wilbur, who are also blogging for Adopt A Husky of Dallas.

My favorite books

2007-07-22T18:56:00.000-04:00

Holly has tagged me to list my 5 favorite books. OK, this is a tough one, but I'll give it my best.
1) The Yellow Pages phone book. I like the texture, there's lots to eat, and it makes a huge mess on the floor when it's well-scattered.
2)Cookbooks!! They look so good, and the stupid humans won't cook any of that for me.
So why have cookbooks around? I eat 'em every chance I get.
3) Hardbacks. I love the hardback covers. Yum! (I do have to say I'm partial to James Patterson novels, largely because they are on the bottom shelf of the bookcase and easy to reach)
4) Yearbooks. My human mom left her high school yearbook out once. I only got to eat the spine, but it wasn't bad. Well-aged.
5) Files. OK, not exactly a book. But the humans keep track of rescue dogs here. Leave a file out, it's lunchtime.
I tag Georgie and Magic, Quincy and Tristin, and Girl Girl

Time capsule

2007-07-19T10:12:00.000-04:00

Indy tagged me to list 5 things I would put in a time capsule. At first I thought they meant 5 things I would put away, never to come back. That's easy.
1) Thunder
2) Fireworks
3) Tshirts
4) Baths
5) Dog Brushes
Actually, there are a lot more things I want to put in there....
However, apparently the 5 things are my 5 favorite things.
Which is a little trickier.

1) My couch (without Isis taking up all the room)
2) My bay window, where I love to look out (you can see it in the photo above my couch)
3) Chicken Jerky!
4) Liverwurst (thanks to Ray for the liverwurst, he's the one who won't eat his creaky dog pills in anything else!)
5) Ice Cream

Isis looks like an idiot

2007-07-18T12:26:00.000-04:00

At Horsham Day on Saturday, someone was giving away stupid head things. Of course the humans felt compelled to bring them home and try them on Isis. They didn't even think of trying it on me. Isis should be ashamed of herself for letting them get away with this. She is an anti-husky. I'm embarrassed to be seen with her.
She also let them put a tshirt on her at events.
I don't know what to do with her.
Sasha, with Isis, making me embarrassed to be a husky

My big weekend

2007-07-15T18:43:00.001-04:00

Yesterday I got to go to Horsham Day, which is an event that Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue goes to. There were lots of dogs to butt sniff with, and lots of people to mooch food from. I got to hang with Magic and Georgie too, since they went to the event. Georgie seems to be feeling better, by the way.
It was HOT at the event, so my human mom went to WaWa and got me an ice cream cup. That helped me cool off for sure.
And today, I had brussels sprouts. Yum!!
Oh, and Meeshka's stupid human woman finally got my information on the hike site.
Go there, click on pledge information, then find ME if you want to sponsor me.
AND Xia is home. She's the one with the broken leg. Turns out they could fix it, so she just had surgery that cost $1800. That would've bought me a LOT of biscuits, I think.
PLUS a rescue person just went and got a mom and 3 pups from somewhere called North Carolina. They're in a foster home mow. I like puppies, I think my human mom should go get one for me.
So that's it, I had a big weekend today, lots to report.

Slogan!

2007-07-12T08:43:00.000-04:00

Quincy and Tristin clued me into this cool website where you can make a slogan out of your name!
Mine, is, obviously, "Wouldn't you like to be a Sasha too?"
Of course, who wouldn't want to be a Sasha? However, sorry for all of you, there is only one Sasha.
My Sasha movie quote is "You can't handle the Sasha!"
Another true and obvious quote.
So everyone get out there and sloganize!!

Hurt puppy

2007-07-11T12:49:00.000-04:00

Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue just took in a 7-8 month old puppy.
Apparently she has a broken leg, and some humans tied her to the door of the SPCA.
They thought they'd have to cut her leg off (euw) but it turns out they're gonna pin it back together.
But this pinning stuff is apparently expensive, and requires a big operation, and vet visits, and other annoying things.
So thanks to everyone who's sponsored Meeshka in Blogathon, since that money is going to be going to little Xia's surgery.
And I imagine a lot of the money from that hike thing will go to her as well. Apparently none will go to my biscuit fund or my liverwurst fund. Sigh. So thanks to all who are supporting Meeshka at blogathon, and me for the hike, cause it's going to a good cause.
Just for the record, I'm bored today.
I've stomped on the humans, stomped Isis (who won't play with me) clawed the humans a few times, and now I'm bored.
It's too hot to go outside and play, there's nothing to do in the house, and I'm bored, bored, bored. Someone come over and play with me, or I'll have to go back to human clawing, which is now boring too.
Stupid heat, stupid Isis, stupid Ray, stupid everything.

Thanks, Holly!

2007-07-10T08:23:00.000-04:00

Thanks yet again to Holly for being my first official hike sponsor!!
If the humans are gonna drag me out to hike, I may as well try to make as much as I can, right?
Pledges can be via Paypal to hthnbr@gmail.com
Or mailed to
HTHNBR
PO Box 21202
Philadelphia, PA 19114
And I think Meeshka should hike too, don't you think?
And remember to drag your humans to PA on September 1! Then we can meet.

I'm a rocking girl blogger!!!

2007-07-09T21:29:00.000-04:00

Thanks to Holly for nominating me to be a rocking girl blogger! If you know someone who is a cool girl blogger, you nominate them. Then they nominate 7 people (or dogs) and so on.
Just right click on the rocking girl blogger button, click save, then put it in your blog!
I nominate Storms and Amber of the Army of 4, Girl Girl, MayaMarie, Kelsey Ann, Opy, and Penny and Lola, from the Dogs of Jackman Avenue! I know that's 8, but 8 is my lucky number, and you all rock!!

I met my blog friend Magnum!

2007-07-09T13:21:00.001-04:00

I FORGOT TO TELL YOU!!
I met Magnum Saturday.
The humans went to check out Norristown Farm Park, where Mapaw Siberian Husky Rescue, Delaware Valley Siberian Husky Rescue and Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue are sponsoring a hike, and they brought Ray, Isis and I along.
Magnum was there with his human Mike, and we got to buttsniff and pee on top of each other's peespots.
I also got to meet Brandi, who lives with Kathy of Mapaw, but she's older and I didn't get too close. I know how to respect my elders.
So I had a fun Saturday, got to meet new friends, and saw Nero, who's Isis's friend (they both look alike!)
Maybe this whole "hike" thing won't be that bad.

Hike pledges

2007-07-09T08:22:00.000-04:00

OK, as I mentioned, the humans are making me hike on September 1.
I am looking for dogs to pledge for my hike. You can either mail it or Paypal it.
Mail goes to
HTHNBR
PO Box 21202
Philadelphia, PA 19114
Or pay via Paypal
Just let me know you pledge, so I can keep an eye out for it.
All the money of course goes to the rescue dogs with HTHNBR. I would really prefer that it go to my biscuit fund, but what can you do.
I'm also trying to talk Meeshka into coming to the hike and hiking with me.
All my blog friends are invited!! Let's have a dogblog party in PA!!
More info will be available at Harnessed to Hope's site
And I'll have to remember to post a picture of myself looking extra-fluffy after my stupid bath. I'm not Meeshka-fluffy, but still.
BTW, for some reason I can't put a stupid title on this post. I'll try later.

Weekend update

2007-07-08T18:53:00.000-04:00

So every freaking night they need to set off fireworks? Really, is this necessary?
I have banned them from Sashaville, but apparently everyone hasn't heard.
So everyone, do keep Meeshka in your thoughts. Her air conditioning vent stopped working today!!! Oh, and she had to go to the vet.
So like this weekend wasn't bad enough with all the stupid noise. the humans gave us a bath. All of us. Now I look like I have mange, with lumps of hair sticking out all over.
Yesterday, Isis pulled a good HULA maneuver. She ate into a huge cardboard box full of treats, and got 3 little bags out. Apparently they're supposed to be for the hike goodie bags but she broke in and got some out for us!
And thanks to everyone supporting Meeshka for the blogathon. She has made nearly $1200 in pledges!
Keep up the good work, and keep the pledges and support for Meeshka coming.
I have offered to stay up with Meeshka for the 24 hours, in a show of support.
I will not blog as often as her, but I will have something to say occasionally.
Now, let me get back to drying myself on the human's bed.

I hate fireworks

2007-07-05T21:31:00.000-04:00

Sigh.
Stupid fireworks

Support Meeshka

2007-07-05T13:35:00.000-04:00

So Blogathon 2007 is up and running!
On July 28, Meeshka will be blogging every half hour for 24 whole hours. No naps (except in between half hour blogs), no dinner break (has to scarf her food)
for a whole day!
And all the money she gets from huskies and people sponsoring her goes right to helping the dogs at Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue, Inc.
You can click this link then register and it should bring you to her blog.
Or go to the Blogathon site which is alphabetical and find Meeshka's world, then click sponsor.
Plus, Meeshka says she has lots of cool prizes for sponsors, and she'll raffle them off during the blogathon!
So let's all show our support for the selfless Meeshka, and get the human's credit cards and get Meeshka LOTS of sponsors! Spread the word!
OOH, and I forgot to mention, you don't even NEED to steal the human's card to pay.
You pledge the money, and pay after the blog! By then, the humans won't realize you did it, they'll think THEY pledged and forgot!
So get a hold of the computer, and pledge for Meeshka! She made $1000 last year, let's see if she can do better this year.

DOGPARK AGAIN

2007-07-04T14:10:00.000-04:00

Today I decided to let the humans sleep till 8! Then I clawed one side of the bed, then the other, then back to the first side, until they made room for me.
The human mom finally sat up so I could take over her pillows.
It's nice and cool today, so they decided to take Isis and I to the DOGPARK!!!! There were lots of dogs there. We played a while. That little dog there loved to play chase, so Isis and I chased him all over. Here is Isis running. Since she doesn't have a blog of her own, I'll let her stick her video on mine.

After the DOGPARK, we walked South Street and got pretzels and Irish Water Ice.
Yum!

New bloggers

2007-07-02T13:13:00.000-04:00

BTW, Quincy and Tristin, both adopted from Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue, have gotten hold of the human's computer and have their own blog!
Quincy was a 4 week old puppy with parvo, which is something apparently very bad, but he is very good at getting into trouble.
Tristin was very scared when he came into rescue, but Quincy is teaching him how to be a husky and wreak havoc.
So stop by and say hi to them!
Sasha, happy to add two new friends to our world domination efforts.

I've been tagged

2007-07-02T12:17:00.000-04:00

OK, Sitka and Tia tagged me to talk about the human mom and dad. Really, they're not as important as me, but OK, I'll talk about them.
I'm their first husky. Now, of course, they're ruined for huskies forever, because none will be as perfect as me. Too bad for them.
Apparently they both always wanted a husky. They didn't know about rescues so they were going to go to a pet store (bad places, avoid 'em) to get a husky puppy.
The human mom went to the shelter with a friend who was getting a dog. They walk in, and look at the second cage on the left, and VOILA! It was me. I saw right away that I could train her well, so I wooed and looked cute a lot. She quickly called the human dad and told him about me. Adoption hours were over, so they came as soon as the shelter opened the next day to get me. I've been busy training them ever since.
They both are very active in rescue. They were two of the founding members of Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue. That means they take dogs from shelters and stuff and find good homes for them. Sometimes they come to stay here. Once I explain they're in Sashaville, and I'm the queen, things usually go well.
When they're not adoring me or doing rescue, my human mom is a nurse, and human dad does something called "environmental consulting". Whatever.
We live in Philadelphia, PA. They have known each other for 10 years and I've been with them for 8 years.
Recently the human mom's parents moved in with us, and that was a jackpot. THEY
are even better trained than my mom and dad. They give us treats anytime they go in the treat hallway, and are the keepers of the liverwurst treat we get at night.
I tag Girl Girl and Holly.

DOGPARK!!!

2007-06-30T19:36:00.000-04:00

Today was a big day! Isis and I got to go to the DOGPARK!!
I woke the humans up at 6, cause I was bored. They didn't seem to want to get up, so I clawed some, and that helped.
Then we went downstairs, and I clawed, and I stomped, and I ran.
They said something about me being obnoxious. Then (and this is the best part) they figured to run off some of my energy, we should go to the DOGPARK!
Of course, Isis had to come too. Never just take ME...
Anyway, it was a DOGPARK I've never been to before, though that suckup brat Isis apparently went last week. Someone's getting a claw for that..
It was cool, there were lots of dogs to play with.
Then we wandered around the neighborhood, got some water, and went back to the car just as it was getting hot.

FOR THE RECORD, I should've mentioned who is who.
The fat, lazy dog on top is Isis. I, of course, am the gorgeous black and white on the right. No self respecting husky would go to a DOGPARK and lay down!

I've been tagged

2007-06-29T21:27:00.000-04:00

Tasha and Eva tagged me to share 7 random things about myself.
Here goes.
1) I love to eat hardback books, phonebooks, and candles
2) I HATE my paws getting muddy.
3) I like to sleep in the bathroom by the toilet, with the air conditioner vent blowing on my bloomers.
4) I don't like thunder or fireworks.
5) I ate my human mom's wedding shoe (just one!) 2 weeks before her wedding.
6) I don't like walking on tile or slippery floors. My feet slide.
7) I won't catch food if you throw it at me, but I will catch a snowball in my mouth.

I tag Meeshka, Indy , and Guinness and Shiloh.

By the way, if anyone wants to add a link to my blog, on their blog, please feel free. And let me know, I'll link to you! I'm having fun making new blog friends, and planning to take over the world.

Moron alert

2007-06-29T13:54:00.000-04:00

I'm speechless.

Click here to find out why
OK, almost speechless. The dog pooped himself, but he loved riding on the roof??And, what say we believe him, and the dog DID like it.
Kids would like having Gummiworms for every meal.Do we let them?Loon.

CALL 911

2007-06-28T19:27:00.000-04:00

WE'RE OUT OF LIVERWURST!!!
We get liverwurst EVERY night after our last out.
I heard the humans say we're out.
Someone better do something, quick, or I"m gonna eat a sofa.
What a sucky night. No liverwurst, and thunderstorms.
They gave me some pill and they think that's gonna make me like the storm.
Like melatonin is gonna make up for storms with NO LIVERWURST.
A pouting Sasha

UPDATE

The human guy went to WaWa and got us liverwurst. The sofa is safe for another day...

They're making me HIKE?

2007-06-28T10:26:00.000-04:00

So the humans do this rescue stuff.
Fine, I guess. I came from a shelter.
It does take up a lot of their time that should be spent adoring me, but whatever.
Now, apparently, they're making me HIKE a MILE to raise money for the foster dogs.
There better not be any mud, that's all I have to say. I will not allow my paws to get dirty. The humans'll have to pull me in a wagon if it's muddy. And there BETTER be some good treats at this "hike" thing.
I know I always complain that Isis gets to go to more events than I do, but I didn't mean I should have to hike.
So if you want to sponsor me, you can paypal any amount to hthebay@gmail.com.
Be sure to say what it's for.
Apparently there are 3 rescues doing this "hike" nonsense.
Along with Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue, there is Mapaw Siberian Husky Rescue and Referral (they have a blog, too) and Delaware Valley Siberian Husky Rescue.
There will be more information about this whole thing as it gets closer.
And you can keep an eye on the rescue website that Meeshka's human woman works on.

Sasha, queen of Sashaville, who better not get her paws dirty

The horror never ends

2007-06-27T19:54:00.000-04:00

Can someone call the SPCA? I shouldn't have to live like this.

Sasha, not happy.

My life sucks

2007-06-27T19:24:00.000-04:00

Look at what I have to do to keep my bones away from Isis and Ray.

Testing

2007-06-27T19:14:00.000-04:00

I'm testing to see if I screwed up the entire blog playing with html.
In the meantime, you can enjoy me in the snow.

Questions

2007-06-27T11:07:00.001-04:00

1. Your age? 9

2. Your age when came to live with your people? About 1

3. What color is the collar you’re wearing right now? Cool brown leather

4. Who is your favorite person other than the people you live with? Bev! She comes and gives us treats.

5. How much do you weigh? A lady never tells.

6. Most expensive thing you’ve ever chewed up? Well, expensive as in expensive vet visits! I got a hold of some people medicine once...Motrin. That was a vet visit, and fluid in my back, and needles. The pound of fudge was 2 vet visits! The chocolate covered espresso beans was just a call to the doggie poison control.

7. Do you like other Dogs? As long as they follow Sashaville rules.

8. Who is your best non-human friend? I like Ray and Isis alright.

9. Squeaky Toys or Tennis Balls? Neither. I'm a husky. I don't fetch.

10. Do you like to be brushed? No.

11. Peanut Butter or Cheese? Both, with liverwurst.

12. Do your people cut your toenails? I don't want to talk about it.

13. Any formal education? No, I'm naturally brilliant.

14. Couch potato or Energizer Bunny? Depends on my mood. Today, in this ridiculous heat, couch potato.

15. Five nicknames your people call you. Oh, they have a bunch of stupid human names for me. Sashalini, Miserable ( I don't appreciate that, and they get a claw for that)
Missie...
16. What is your best trick? CLAW CLAW GIVE ME FOOD NOW

17. Do you like kitties? I don't care either way as long as they don't eat my food or lay on my sofa.

18. What did you have for breakfast? Innova Evo mixed with refrigerated Fresh Pet food.

19. Can you hunt (aka have you ever killed anything living)? Um, well, I caught a bird once, but he wasn't really moving before I caught him...

20. When & why was the last time you went to the V.E.T.? 2 weeks ago, for lots of needles. They said a "checkup". I was good, too. Last time it took 4 people to hold me down and trim my nails. I let them this time.

21. Where do you sleep at night? Right next to the toilet, as I showed you in yesterday's blog.

22. Do you like to swim? I don't like my dainty paws getting wet, unless I'm playing in snow.

23. Can you make puppies? NO way.

24. Do you give kisses? Sometimes, if I'm feeling charitable.

25. Can you potty on command? Nope. I could. I just won't.

26. To Cuz or not to Cuz? OK, someone fill me in.

Gomer and Opie's blog

2007-06-27T08:24:00.000-04:00

Gomer and Opie's human mom is offering to donate money to animal shelters.
If you go to their site, she will donate 10 cents to a shelter.
Believe it or not, I came from a shelter. Definitely not fitting for the Queen of Sashaville, but yes, it happened.
So I think it's a good cause.
Visit their blog at and spread the word.
Now I need to figure out how to get the human mom to collect for the chicken jerky fund, as we appear to be all out....

Isis, the interloper

2007-06-26T14:13:00.000-04:00

Yeah, yeah, I know, she's been here 4 years, she's not going anywhere.
I don't have to like it.
I have Ray well trained. He doesn't get up on any furniture, he doesn't take my toys or treats. If he steps on me, I bite him, so he doesn't do that either.
I've also trained the foster dogs not to get on my furniture, or otherwise irritate me.
Then Isis came along.
Just LOOK at her, all over my furniture. I give her dirty looks and alien face, she doesn't care.

And then, look at her on my sofa!

Clearly, I need to reiterate the Sashaville rules.

Fun with humans

2007-06-26T13:45:00.000-04:00

What's the point of having humans around if you don't abuse them?
This morning I did one of my favorites.
The human guy was sleeping, human woman was in the shower.
So I went to the human guy and clawed and did the I-have-to-pee dance. HURRY HURRY, with claws and stomping and everything, and ran downstairs.
By the time he staggered down to let me out, I was already asleep on the sofa.
Then, there's the steal the human's spot on the sofa as soon as they get up.
That's a good one. It helps if you curl up and look cute, so they don't try to heave you off.
Then there's the sleep-by-the-toilet. THAT irritates the humans every time.
I'll have more advice coming up. Right now, it's my naptime.

Welcome to Sashaville

2007-06-26T13:32:00.000-04:00

Meeshka has been telling me I need to start a blog, so here I am.
I am Sasha. I am a Siberian Husky.
My job is to rule Sashaville. Pretty much, wherever I am is Sashaville.
However, my main subjects live in my house with me.
Besides myself, there is Ray Charles. He's older and creakier than me, and he is blind. So I can pretty much boss him around pretty good.
Then there's Isis. She is an interloper who was only supposed to stay a short while, then find a home. That was over 4 years ago, so I guess she's not going anywhere.
I boss her around too.
I also have the human people who live here. They feed us (never enough) let us in and out, pet me when I demand it, and otherwise get in my way.
I do have them handily trained to give me liverwurst treats, so they are somewhat helpful.
My main goal in life is to abuse the other dogs I live with, and drive the humans crazy.
The humans really spend an overwhelming amount of time doing this "rescue" stuff.
I guess it's OK, and sometimes other dogs come and live here for a bit, that I get to boss around. Meeshka's human does the website for them: http://www.nbrescue.com
Anyway, that's it for now. Feel free to bask in my beauty for a while.