One day, a long time ago, when I was a child, I took my sled and my mixed Husky dog Sheba out onto the snow covered field behind my backyard. I got onto the sled and then waited for Sheba to pull. Sheba always pulled on our walks so I figured she might as well do something useful and pull me on the sled.
She took a couple of steps forward then turned around and looked at me for a bit and couldn't figure out what was going on. Why was I sitting down? What was wrong with me? She came back around and stuck her paw in my face deciding that I probably wanted to wrestle with her in the snow. I said, "Get off," but that only got her more excited and she jumped on me and then I had to stand up to fight her off. I ended up standing in the snow and Sheba was on the sled. I pulled at it, trying to dislodge her, again yelling, "Get off," but she just crouched down, claws gripping the foam padding. I started pulling her around to see if I could make her fall off but she stayed on until I got tired of the stupid game and shoved her off.
"Dumb dog," I said but of course, looking back on it, I was obviously wrong.
Well, this isn't Sheba. It's s Luna, but I'm sure she's just as smart. She's the second Siberian Husky to come into TAS recently. She'll win the award for best couch warmer/lap blanket on those cold winter nights.
For adoption information on this dog and other dogs (and cats and other animals), please visit Toronto Animal Services.
Is anyone else rolling around at the thought of Fred trying to mush Sheba?
grins.. in actual fact, our dog Snowey (samoyed) LOVED pulling and would spend HOURS pulling kids up and down the street. I also taught him to pull a wagon and he would come with me on my paper route and pull the newspapers while I delivered! BUT, in all honesty, my mum got him a proper harness and spent some time showing him!