A long while ago, Tails of The Tundra got a phone call from a panicked vet personnel about a 16 week old puppy who was dropped off by a pet store to be PTS because he was returned for biting his owner. His name became Marley and he was a HANDFUL of attitude! I worked with him and got him started on the right pathway to learning the rules of being a good boy and his wonderful adopters finished the job! I got the best Christmas message and picture of him today:) Also...for those of you that attended our Husky Hike and got the blue pawprint car magnet that......Marley is the model puppy! His new name is Dakashi or Dakii for short, here is a small portion of the adopters e-mail and before and after pics....enjoy!"Merry Christmas to Mom#1 and family, Daakii here sending my Christmas wishes to you all. Sending you some pictures too of my birthday time, can't believe I'm already 2!!!!! Doing so well here, heck this gig is easy. For some reason though whenever Mom#2 is not at work I have the need to be where ever she is. She keeps mistaking me for a rug right outside the shower as
i lay right there every morning to be sure that she does not disappear or something down that tub drain. When she is sleeping I lay right on her legs to make sure she does not roll off the bed. Most of the time Brother and I can now lay side by side with our treats and NOT fight with each other, we can't figure out why mom and dad get happy bout that! Getting along pretty
good with my big brother, but I do LOVE to tease him. Good thing he is mostly good natured.
Mom and Dad draw the line though when they see me yanking him through the room by his
tail. Been working out, growing big, and am pretty strong now. When I stand on Mom#2 she swears I am at least 100 lbs, she even says she will bet anyone and verify it on my next Vet Visit. And yes I am a cry baby when Dad leaves
the house. Brother and I start out by whining a little bit and before you know it we both have our noses pointed to the sky and these big sad howls
just come right out of both of us. Even when Mom is sitting right there, we still miss Dad if he walks out the front door. If he goes out the back door we don't howl, we know he is at the Fire
House and so Brother and I sit patiently looking out the window, waiting for him. We do love all the shiny red flashing lights as they zoom past
and Dad always pulls the siren as he can see us looking at him.
Everybody is getting ready for Xmas around here, brother and I saw our stockings hanging
and made off with them like bandits....didn't do any good Santa hasn't come yet, so we are waiting and counting the days. Santa always hits our house and leaves us treats and some new toys, and we think we've been pretty good