FiveSibes #Flashback ~ "Harley" Our Mother of Huskies ~ 2016   Today's #FlashbackFriday is in honor of beautiful alpha Queen "Harley" ~ the "Mother" of our Huskies. While she was spayed and not a blood-relative to our other four, she took on the role as "momma" to our three Pupsters immediately (and my Gibson's true love). And oh, what a great surrogate momma dog she was! Tomorrow, September 13th, 2019--six years ago--our beloved Harley earned her furangel wings . It still chokes me up to remember that day. It was her time, past her time, but after two placed and cancelled phone calls to the vet, the date was set. Our vet came to our home, where Harley took one last zoomie lap around the yard, gave each of the remaining Pupsters  Wolfie and Bandit  a nose nudge (with Harley, it was always more of a jab!), then laid down on her bed, tearfully hugged by my daughter and me, as she peacefully made her journey to north of the Rainbow Bridge...

 My fluffy snuggle boy, Gibson, with his wolf stuffie. D ecember can be a the most wonderful time of the year, and it is...but, it can also be a very melancholy time of year, too. Can you feel both? Yes. I sure do. Many, many moons ago when I was young and so enjoyed all of the magic of the holidays, I never could understand how someone could feel during the "merriest time of year." Now that I'm an adult, and lost both my mother right before Thanksgiving and then one month after, I lost my heart dog, Gibson, nine days before Christmas. For the first time in my life, I understood feeling sad during the merriest time of year. Then, three years ago, I lost my Wolfie, the last of my FiveSibes, in the beginning of December...so now...although I love the holidays and am so blessed to watch the magic in the eyes of. my young grandchildren, my losses are also there. I try to focus on the wonderful memories over all the years, but I have to say, there are moments when those tears ...

  My Forever Heart Dog ~ Gibson    Eight years...   Time...Months...Years... Nothing makes your loss any easier Except knowing you and your beautiful soul, you left so soon after my Mom made her journey to keep her company. Gibson, your love, zest for life, and legacy shines on...  Run free, my beautiful boy, with your love Harley, and pupsters Wolfie, Chloe, and Bandit, always and forever together my beloved FiveSibes in those snowy fields north of the Rainbow Bridge/  My hero dog. My heart dog. Always and Forever in my heart. Love you, my big fluffy G-man. Gibson's Goodbye         Back to our Home Page and Our Other Pages, including Our About the Breed Page and Our #LiveGibStrong On-Line K-9 Epilepsy Resource Page, ArcticHouse Books & Gifts Shoppe & so much more!  Just click on "More" Pages at top of blog .  

   #Flashback ~ Chloe ~ 2019 My daughter's Chloe was one of the sweetest dogs we've ever had. She truly was the sweetheart of our FiveSibes pack family, and the best mannered of the three Pupsters (while all well-trained, Bandit could be a brat to her siblings, and Wolfie could be aloof, but they always stuck together, like the Three Musketeers! They were siblings in every sense of the word.) Chloe just loved to be happy, sleep, and eat; maybe in the reverse order since she looooved to eat! Chloe would talk--a lot--I dubbed her "Chatty Chloe!" She had this adorable warble to her woo, that was a mix of a bark and a howl. And when it was time for a meal or snack, she was the first one who arrived on the scene, immediately sit, and eagerly wag her tail while waiting.  There are no good-byes, where ever you'll be, you'll be in my heart. ~Ghandi When she blew out both of her cruciates at the same time, and we rushed her to the hospital and were told she required i...

FiveSibes Wolfgang White Wolf of Mystic Mountain “To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.” ~ Thomas Campbell    One year. One full year. 365 days. How is it possible that my baby boy of the FiveSibes is no longer with me? I can still hear his woos and feel his soft silky white fur between my fingers as he lay next to me (hogging up the bed!). I always said he was my "teenager," as he loved to sleep in!   How is that all of my FiveSibes are all furangels now? Time is so surreal and fleeting. While we are in the middle of happiness, time just rolls on by. Yesterday, we were all together, laughing, wooing, and playing together, the future so far away. They were running like the wind across our yard, zoomies in unison, with Bandit "Husky surfing" across Gibson's back. Harley taking off with the Fetch ball and playing until all the others, myself included were sitting down exhausted, she still wanting to play again, and again, and again! The three Pupsters-...