Meet Sookie: Our Huskie Mix

Most mornings, I wake by checking the weather on Weather.gov, earthquakes, email and of course Facebook. On one fateful morning, my newsfeed presented me with the photo of a gorgeous dog in need of a foster or forever home. Her name was Sookie.

Sookie is a Huskie mix. Her true geneology will forever be a mystery, but one of the many breed assumptions is Shiba Inu. We'll probably never know. Anyway, I messaged the owner so that I could find out more about her. She was fixed, housebroken and friendly. We ended up talking later that night and it was decided that we would meet up the next day since that was the day they preferred her to be gone.

Sookie had been staying with another family, but for whatever reason she wasn't meant to be with them. Her owner had to drive 30mins to Indiana to pick her up. Then we were meeting at Subway in Hodgenville which was about halfway for us. He resides in Louisville, while I reside near Glasgow.  

That night, I was so nervous. It wasn't like me to randomly accept responsibility for a dog I'd never met from someone that was basically a Facebook contact. It was a stupid risk. I remember thinking, "I'm either getting killed or getting a dog that must have something wrong with it for them to no longer want her" (he couldn't take her back due to present living situation). I worried myself until finally passing out at 3am despite needing to get up at 6am to get the kids off to school.

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The next day, everything was still on schedule. Sookie was to be picked up and he was going to generously pickup a new leash. Her kennel was coming with her along with her food bowls. Everything was still sounding great, but I was still dreading the trip. It's not like me to waste gas or environmental harm from long trips without combining errands. Even more unusual, was the weather. I avoid driving in the rain as much as possible. This day, of all days, was a dark day with areas of heavy rain that made it hard to see the road. The whole trip, I kept questioning my sanity.

Traffic ended up slowing him down, so once I reached Magnolia, I contacted family to see if they'd mind a quick visit. My Uncle ended up deciding he wanted to get out despite the weather so we met up at Subway to eat while we waited. I kept in touch with the owner by text and tried to not be nervous.

Finally, the moment came and despite the pouring rain and darkness of night, we met under the lights of the shopping complex's overhang. He told me more about her and showed me the things he'd gotten her. It was obvious by the gifts for her that he cared and would be missing her. Then it was time for me to see Sookie. I inwardly held my breath as I awaited to see if I had made the biggest mistake ever or for once ignoring my paranoia had been the best decision.

She was friendly. Eager. Awesome. No crazy spastic jumping. No rolling around in the puddles. She didn't pull me when I took her to the nearest patch of grass to potty. She didn't even mind the rain. She had such an expressive nature that I could sense a kindred and was hooked. It was bittersweet to watch the interaction between Sookie and her previous owner. I took a few photos for him as requested and tried to learn from their interaction.

My uncle stayed with me until the transfer was complete. I then ensured I had everything I needed for the long drive home before thanking my Uncle for being willing to ensure my protection and for our time together. Sookie was being very calm and well behaved. She actually had fallen asleep in my seat waiting for me to finish saying goodbye.

It had been raining nearly non-stop. I was concerned for both myself and her previous owner. I had to contend with a dark, yellow-lined highway while he had to contend with traffic on interstate. I kept my eyes wide as I focused on the road. Often the rain would intensify and I could feel my Chevrolet HHR begin to slip, so I was forced to drive no faster than 40. It was a very long, boring and stressful drive. Halfway home, a car had been tailing me. I could barely see as it is, but their lights combined with the rain was painful and getting me irritated. It was raining too heavily for me to see a safe place to just pull over and they were being too stubborn to pass. Suddenly, they passed me and not thinking I held my hand over to Sookie and said, "Finally they passed me! Give me five Sookie!" Amazingly, she did! I bust out laughing and immediately my stress was gone.

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The rest of the drive was uneventful, however I was deep in thought thinking of Sookie and wondering how she'd do with my family (and the cats) when unfortunately a rabbit lost it's life. I couldn't avoid it due to the area of heavy rain I was in. It took all my strength to lock up my arms instead of turning to miss it. My instinct had overridden my love for nature. I knew deep down that had I attempted to slam on my breaks or jerk the wheel, both me and Sookie could've ended up in a ditch or dead. I wanted to stop the car and cry, but the skies were bawling for me plenty and I didn't think it wise to stay on the highway any longer than necesarry. So with a heavy heart full of guilt, I continued quietly home. Sookie probably wondered why I had quit singing. I think she knew something was wrong because she layed her head on my leg and licked me. I rubbed her head and tried to ignore the sadness threatening to ruin my night from what I'd accidentally done.

When I arrived in Glasgow, Sookie had her first behavior test. I had to run into Wal-mart to get her food and wanted to get her a couple more toys/treats. She sat up in the seat and stared at me as I went inside. Windows were slightly cracked open, but I heard no whining or barking. I quickly did my shopping and returned to find her asleep in the seat. I was impressed. There was no damage or accidents. I then took her to the well-lit gas station so that she could potty in the grass. She went without a problem and didn't attempt to bark or drag me. I was amazed.

My uncle stayed with me until the transfer was complete. I then ensured I had everything I needed for the long drive home before thanking my Uncle for being willing to ensure my protection and for our time together. Sookie was being very calm and well behaved. She actually had fallen asleep in my seat waiting for me to finish saying goodbye.

It had been raining nearly non-stop. I was concerned for both myself and her previous owner. I had to contend with a dark, yellow-lined highway while he had to contend with traffic on interstate. I kept my eyes wide as I focused on the road. Often the rain would intensify and I could feel my Chevrolet HHR begin to slip, so I was forced to drive no faster than 40. It was a very long, boring and stressful drive. Halfway home, a car had been tailing me. I could barely see as it is, but their lights combined with the rain was painful and getting me irritated. It was raining too heavily for me to see a safe place to just pull over and they were being too stubborn to pass. Suddenly, they passed me and not thinking I held my hand over to Sookie and said, "Finally they passed me! Give me five Sookie!" Amazingly, she did! I bust out laughing and immediately my stress was gone.

The rest of the drive was uneventful, however I was deep in thought thinking of Sookie and wondering how she'd do with my family (and the cats) when unfortunately a rabbit lost it's life. I couldn't avoid it due to the area of heavy rain I was in. It took all my strength to lock up my arms instead of turning to miss it. My instinct had overridden my love for nature. I knew deep down that had I attempted to slam on my breaks or jerk the wheel, both me and Sookie could've ended up in a ditch or dead. I wanted to stop the car and cry, but the skies were bawling for me plenty and I didn't think it wise to stay on the highway any longer than necesarry. So with a heavy heart full of guilt, I continued quietly home. Sookie probably wondered why I had quit singing. I think she knew something was wrong because she layed her head on my leg and licked me. I rubbed her head and tried to ignore the sadness threatening to ruin my night from what I'd accidentally done.

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When I arrived in Glasgow, Sookie had her first behavior test. I had to run into Wal-mart to get her food and wanted to get her a couple more toys/treats. She sat up in the seat and stared at me as I went inside. Windows were slightly cracked open, but I heard no whining or barking. I quickly did my shopping and returned to find her asleep in the seat. I was impressed. There was no damage or accidents. I then took her to the well-lit gas station so that she could potty in the grass. She went without a problem and didn't attempt to bark or drag me. I was amazed.

She dozed most of the rest of the trip. Once we arrived home, my Husband came out to meet her. She was very friendly and eager. He was instantly hooked. She was nothing like he'd feared from my random dog acquisition.We kept her in the laundry room while we cleaned her kennel and washed her bedding. She was bathed and looked over. She was quick to show off her tricks such as: sit, lay down, roll-over, shake and high-five. The kids were asleep, but we brought her to them to see how she would do. She acknowledged their presence, but really had no reaction besides sniffing them and walking off.

The rest of the night, we played/stayed with her until we were sure she could be trusted alone. There were no accidents or destruction. It was amazing. She's totally opposite of our overly hyper, accident prone full-blooded Papillon. She's also calm with the occasional urges to play unlike Isis who was so wound up that upon contact with Sookie went ballistic barking in fits of vocal terror.

The next morning, I took Sookie to the vet after I sent the kids to school. She was tested for heart-worm medication so she wouldn't be given an overdose and for heart-worms, Lyme and other things. She was given vet quality flea/tick/worm medication drops. She did a fabulous job and was very calm even when the veterinarian removed blood in her leg for the test. The rest of the day I had errands to run across town. I had to go to Wal-mart again since she didn't like the food that I was told she ate. I traded it for Iams which currently she enjoys. She did really well during my errands and sat patiently with no issues. I ensured she had food, water and windows cracked while parking in shaded areas to ensure comfort while I hurried. I really didn't want to leave her, but the majority of stores don't allow pets. I wish society wasn't so particular provided a pet is up-to-date on shots, potty trained and treated for fleas etc. I know people with more germs than animals! :)

 

Later that afternoon, I returned home and we went out again, but this time taking my Husband's truck. I decided to take Sookie with us to see how she'd do. My Husband was initially concerned whether or not it would be a good idea. We stopped to get gas on the way into town and when he saw her watching him through the window, his worries turned into dust. She was just as well behaved as in the car with me.

Over the last couple days, Sookie has been like a magical dog. She's made me laugh and have more energy. We stay together and she's helping chase away my depression that's typically worse in the winter months where the days are shorter and darker. The only thing she's really lacking is understanding of when to bark for protection, but I hope that will come with time as she grows more protective of us.

See all the photos of Sookie and new photos as added via the gallery on my website.