You know, for a dog that is supposed to live in the arctic weather, run marathon type events daily, she sure has adapted to a 'different' lifestyle than her friends in Alaska.

Don't think she would go back if she could! But then again, she's a traitor and now disowned me and took ownership of my wife! Glued to her side wherever she goes, and whines and howls and paces at various windows waiting for her mommy to come home. But she still loves me, and I'm the friend of her pack, where Diana is the leader (of both of us). She plays with me, and gets rougher with me than she will Diana, and gives good hugs and kisses because she knows which one watches what she eats, and which one gives her treats and lets her eat off the fork. Yes, I bribed friendship out of my dog.

We make sure she gets good exercise daily, good for her, and also tires her out. This is also the first bed she has not destroyed! Not a pup any longer... and its not a bed either, that's the cushion for a big 'ol round chair.