That which doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger...
I recently saw someone's photo here on PhotoBlog that reminded me of my favorite Siberian Husky photo I've ever taken of a Siberian Husky that was not my Siberian Husky. Whew - that was a mouth full! We have had Siberian Huskies in our home for the past 20 years. We currently have a 13 year old Husky that still leads the pack. Bandit, the "old man", leads the pack every day, all the time, rain or shine - no questions asked and no discussion. Our 'pack' consists of Bandit, my wife, my son, our 3 year old Husky (Tucker - who is twice Bandit's size) and 4 year old Husky (Raven), and me. There was a brief discussion between Bandit and Tucker when Tucker arrived. Tucker put on quite a show and was talking up a storm. If you've ever been around a Husky then you won't bat an eye at the 'talking up a storm' statement. It's just something you have to see and hear. They talk - it's a Husky thing. When Tucker was done, Bandit said...