I'm struggling with trying to be nice and not get completely psycho on one of my neighbours.
It all started last year when this one woman in particular told me that she was thinking of surprising her boyfriend by buying him a Siberian.
I was a bit shocked at the idea, since neither she nor her boyfriend are particularly 'sporty.' And at the time, she was heavily pregnant with her third child.
I chatted with her about Siberians and asked if she was really sure about getting this type of dog. We talked how they like to escape, dig holes, chase chickens, kill cats, and generally can't be trusted. We talked about how they need to run. Run alot, or they go nuts and become 'problem children.'
"Oh, I know," she replied.
She went ahead and got one anyway.
They've had the dog a year and the only time I haven't seen her tied to a tree was the weekend she spent with us when the neighbour went on vacation and we offered to dog sit.
Yesterday, she tells me she's giving the dog away. I asked her why.
"Well, the dog keeps digging holes everywhere and when she escapes she chases the goats and chickens. She almost killed the neighbour's cat the other day and she won't come back when let her off the leash."
Hubster and I have agreed on two things because of this story:
One, we will do what we can to help rehome this sweet pup.
Two, I don't think we could handle breeding Anouk only to have her pups head to homes like that one.
I'll step off the soap box now.
I'm feeling like I need to go and chase Typhon and Anoukie around the garden for a bit, then grab them and tickle them behind their ears.