while Silver dreams

She is napping on the floor, busy day yesterday and today so far. So much to do and see.

My mind wandered back to our beloved Skye and I found this image of her paws.

silver goes to school

We not a Wolf Dog school, she visited with Kindgeraten to sixth grade students at a local school.

The kids were excited to meet her and it tired Silver out. She took a half hour between some of the grades and we continued on.

The kids got a chance to meet and pet her and see an offspring of a Wolf which made the eyes of the kids grow wide when they realized that she was part Wolf.

It was a great time and one of the kids asked if her dad come and visit.

greeting the new day

5:30 a.m. the alarm clock goes off to the music of Handel, local NPR station, and Silver is close by on my pillow and starts to the edge of the bed where our dogs and the fosters sleep on the floor, her little tail wagging the whole time.

I stop her journey and she whines and pulling her next to my face she starts to nuzzle and nip. First my check, then my chin, then my ear lobes. She is whining and muttering low frequency moans the whole time.

She has her way with me for a few moments until she rolls onto her side and exposes her tummy to me. I rub her tummy lightly and she is in a happy place.

I next start to nuzzle her the same way she did me, I whine and mutter low frequency grumblings and nuzzle and nip her in the same place and I can see from the look on her face, ears down and tail wagging, she is enjoying it as much as I am.

our life with Silver

She sleeps with us in our bed. She has made a shelf that is backed with a mirror and is directly behind where I sleep her Wolf Dog Den.

I awake most mornings to find a black nose and two gray green eyes looking at me. She starts the day by licking and nuzzling our faces. My wife she kisses and licks, me she nibbles and bites and growls and tugs at my beared and hair. We go on for a few minutes till I get up to get dressed and take care of our members and foster dogs.

Silver stays relunctly in bed, whining and howling the whole time till I get back and then races to the edge to see what the day will bring her.

Her she is with some of our fosters, two Labradoodles and a hound mixed female.

She gets along with all the dogs that we have come and stay with us and actually bosses around the puppies. Sometimes the larger dogs are a bit unsure about her.

Silver did find the tail of a Golden Retriever a most pleasant and enjoyable and true his breed the Golden did not object as she gnawed on and tugged his tail.

Silver

Silver is from the same litter as Skye and weighs in at 5.3 pounds. While we cannot replace Skye as was and remains an individual, Silver fills our hearts and life with joy, laughter and sunshine on a cloudy day.

She does have a comical way about her.

She has gray green eyes which the camera can not pick up

our beloved Skye left us, Silver joined us

While our beloved little Skye is running with the pack we could not bear to be without another Wolf Dog.

Please welcome, Silver, Skyes sister.

our little girl has left us

It is with deep regret that this entry is made.

Our little girl, Skye,  died quietly in her sleep, this morning some time around 4:30 a.m. to 5:00 a.m.

She would sleep cuddled between the two of us and nestled near the head board. When I got up at 5:15 to let the foster dogs and our own out, my wife came down from the bedroom in tears and told me that Skye was gone.

She was full of life yesterday and was eating and drinking well. But she was the runt of the litter and she weighed in at 3.7 pounds. She was tiny but she made a big impact on whomever she met.

While she is not here in physical form, she will live on in our hearts and minds eye with wonderful memories that will fill our days and nights with her pretty face.

Run with the pack, Skye, you are free….sweet heart…..

why we adopted Skye

We have thought about our dear friend, Hickory, a lot.

I have known a wolf dog before and he was a great fella. Not sure what he was mixed with, but he was loyal and smart and very caring. He would like me to take him out for bathroom breaks instead of his master as I would play with him. Rough house around and let him play bite and chase him around. I was told that when we went for walks he was to stop at the crossing and sit.

So, taking him for a walk, I stopped at the crossing and said to him; “sit dow…………,: Before I could finish the sentence he was sitting and looking up at me with a look, well what are we waiting for, I am sitting.

Since then I have spoken fondly of him and then along came Hickory. I suspected from the beginning that he was not merely a dog. When we brought him home, he circled the driveway area in a counter clockwise circle and when he was directly opposite to me in the circle he would lift his head slightly and look in my direction and then return to circling with his head pointed down to the ground.

This went on for some time and the circle he walked grew smaller and smaller and smaller. Until he was directly in front of me. Much in the same way that two dogs who meet for the first time greet each other.

Something in both of us was triggered as he and me reacted and we both tumbled to the ground and he was very angry and challenged me. We had at the time two other dogs of our own, a male and female. Hickory viewed me as the alpha male, which I was and still am, as we now have four, three dogs plus Skye, in addition to those that we foster.

Here we have Dragon and Hickory doing what they did best together, play fighting. Hickory would go up to Dragon, an Akita German Shepard mix, and bark in his ears or face for what seemed like a long time. Dragon would just ignore him. When he would finally give into Hickory pestering him, he would chase him and the two would run around or wrestle with each other until tired. Never any aggression or anger between the two, just good friends and good times.

Hickory was also a very good friend to puppies of all sizes. As big as he was he was also very gentle to puppies. One of his favorite things to do was to run into the house and jump on the couch and stretch out and then wait for a puppy to jump up with him and then he would roll over on his back. The puppy would jump on him and they would play and fuss for hours and at no time was he ever agressive with the puppy.

Skye the wolf dog and her story

Skye was born October 19, 2006.

 

Her dad is over 3/4 wolf and her mom is a German Shepard.

 

We adopted our dear friend, Hickory, for a local pet saver group. Hickory too was half wolf. He was wolf and Golden Retriever. This blog and little Skye are dedicated in the memory of Hickory.