Zabi, the Siberian Husky

"Siberian Huskies embody that spirit of the natural world which reminds us that everything in life is interconnected." ~author unknown

I am the queen of this household. I told my subjects that dogs were no longer allowed in this historic porch, where in the distant past, - Trinity, Bruno, Kiel, Cloud, Shiara, Haiti romped here. One after the other, we have to bid them goodbye. It broke my heart everytime.

One past twilight, I came home with a fuzzy fog colored pup curled on the floor. I was met by a pair of almond eyes. They were transparent light blue - like a liquid moonbeam from a blue moon.

Beautiful. Gentle.

But  he looked through me.

I reminded my son of the rules, and he promised that he would keep him in my queendom for at least three days. He said that it was given to him by a friend. I know at the back of my mind, that three days could be infinity.

Day in and day out, thereafter, this dog stayed here, too reserved and dignified. I would greet him and he would look up at me. Then he would look away.

He rarely barked or complained. But he would give that long, lonely howl that scares the lighthearted. You would think of wolves and ghosts lurking in the shadows. He must be calling all the siberian huskies out there for company.

One summer day, before the rains came in, I sat down with him for a heart to heart talk.  I told him to socialize more and stop the howling. But, he was not eager at all. I told him sweetly, I was the mom. And the dogs before him had to behave and love me. Or else.

He ignored me.

I stumped my foot, and I said, "Okey fine!"

My subjects undertood that gesture.. and they better pay attention. But this siberian husky named Zabi, stepped away.

He did not care.



In exasperation, I sat down to give him a lecture about good manners and right conduct. Bruno would have given me the saddest eyes and would try very hard to please me. Haiti would have circled around me to cuddle and start peeing in her excitement. Kiel would have given me that mischievous smile and nudge me with his nose for some goodies. Cloud would have sat there on command and wait for me to finish talking.

But Zabi...? He scratched his nose and acted as if I was not there;(

Now, he is giving out those good looks because the shots were rendered by his owner, Czar.

Comes a time, he would have to find another place, as the rules spelled. Hopefully, a home with a mate, or other dogs to play with.

Dogs have their own spirit. Zabi, would soon find his and settle... just like these angels:

 

Sunday morning, we cannot leave Zabi alone in the house because he would get so depressed. By himself, he would let out those long, sonorous howls. That would not be good for the neighbourhood. So, we took him with us to Asin.

Happy!