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Dexter: Mischief, Mayhem, Madness

We all know that one person who just can’t help but get into mischief – it’s in their blood! Well, the same goes for dogs. Some dogs stick to being on the sensible side, some get into mischief here and there – but they know their boundaries, whilst some dogs just love to cause havoc, all day every day. Well, it’s safe to say that this pooch loves to cause havoc, all day every day; No dog does mischief quite like Dexter. From sneaking up on traffic wardens and having a cheeky sniff (literally), to breaking into a building site and hopping onto the back of the trucks, Dexter knows mischief like the back of his paw. And sure, these antics are all well and good, but Dexter’s most risky move of all doesn’t come close!

One day, on a walk with his owner, Dexter was feeling adventurous and so decided to have an explore of his surroundings. ‘What’s wrong with that?’ I hear you ask. Well, nothing, as long as he doesn’t sneak through the fence into the nearby cemetery.

 

Unfortunately for Dexter and his owner, during this particular exploration, if you hadn’t guessed already, he had managed to sneak through the fence into the nearby cemetery. 

 

Dexter’s owner shouted and screamed as the mischievous mutt danced between the gravestones like a spirit dog, running and jumping; he was having the time of his life! Unfortunately, the same could not be said for his owner, who eventually had to climb over the locked gate, screaming for Dexter to come back.

‘It could be worse.’ I hear you say, ‘At least there wasn’t a service on.’ Well, my friend, that’s where you’re wrong. It couldn’t be worse, because there was a service on, and everyone attending was witnessing Dexter’s antics, by which point the churchwarden had also noticed. Mischievous? Yes. Embarrassing? Definitely. Dexter does it all.

So, after what seemed like an eternity, Dexter was finally reunited with his owner, who were both now faced with an angry churchwarden running towards them in the middle of a cemetery, whilst a group of mourners watched in awe. I think it’s safe to say that Dexter won’t be welcome to any services any time soon.

[Dexter laughing]

See more of Dexter and his mischievous adventures on his Instagram @thathuskydexter

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Hiking With Atlas: The First Time

Have you ever had your dog make a massive fool of you in public before? If you haven’t, lucky you. If you have, I feel your pain. 

 

Last October we went hiking at our favorite spot in the area. Everything was the same as it always is, that’s why it’s our favorite – it never changes! Except for one thing: Atlas. Atlas is our youngest pup and was only three months old when we set out for our first hike with him in October, so there was no way he’d make it so far by himself. However, we wanted to include him in the experience which we love so much, which is why I decided to buy him a dog carrier backpack. I know, I know – ‘an owner that treats their dog like a child; what has the world come to?!’, and it appears Atlas thought the same thing, because he absolutely hated it.

[Atlas and Loki]

As soon as we unpacked his shiny new carrier it was clear that it wasn’t love at first sight for Atlas. So, I let him walk with our older dogs, Khali and Loki, for the beginning of the hike – to allow him to get used to the idea until it was time to go up the bluff; I stuffed Atlas into his carrier and off we went, let the real fun begin! – or so we thought. The further we walked, the more Atlas began to whine and squirm. He wanted to walk with Khali and Loki, but being the tiny pup that he was, we just knew that he wouldn’t manage it.

[Atlas being carried by his owner in his dog carrier backpack, with older dogs Khali and Loki walking alongside]

So, after what seemed like an eternity of yapping and whining down my ear as I tried to enjoy my peaceful hike, we eventually reached the top, where I let Atlas out of his carrier to stretch his legs – I don’t know who was more relieved, him or me! We walked for about twenty minutes until we reached the descent, by which time Atlas was exhausted and it was time to put him back in his carrier (which turned out to be easier said than done). 

 

We knew that Atlas wanted to continue the hike on solid ground, but we just couldn’t let him. He yapped and whined to try to convince me, but we knew what was best for his little legs, and so I picked him up to put him back into the carrier. Simple, right? WRONG. Atlas, being the drama queen that he is, decided to go completely limp as I went to pick him up and put him back into his carrier. It was a Saturday afternoon and the sun was out, so naturally, the trail was packed with hikers – hikers who were already staring at us for the yapping and screaming performance which Atlas decided to put on earlier, but now this?! Thanks a lot, buddy. With a struggle and the added pressure of our newfound audience, I managed to scoop one side of Atlas into the carrier, before plopping him over like a ragdoll and finally getting him secured. We continued our descent. Thank goodness that’s over…

[Atlas sleeping]
[Atlas being carried by his owner in his dog carrier backpack]

Never mind.

Atlas sprung back into action and was barking louder than ever before. As his yapping and whining intensified, so did the stares of passing hikers – let’s hope they weren’t expecting a peaceful hike as we were!

[Atlas, Khali and Loki]

Fed up by this point, we began speed walking towards camp, which we eventually reached after enduring hours of agony from Atlas. As soon as we made it back, I took Atlas out of his carrier before he cuddled up on me and fell fast asleep. I guess there was a light at the end of the tunnel after all – as after his constant yapping and whining, Atlas was now knocked out for the remainder of the day. Peace and quiet at last!

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Husky Hates Holidays

Christmas – it’s the most wonderful time of the year. Just take it from this guy.

Okay, I’ll admit, it’s not the most convincing of images, and it might have something to do with the fact that he hates Christmas. Yep, you heard that right – he hates Christmas. But it’s not just Christmas that he hates; Halloween, Valentine’s Day, even his birthday – they might as well not exist!

 

No one knows why he is so against the holiday spirit that we humans enjoy so much – It’s been a mystery ever since he was a pup. Maybe he doesn’t like the hustle and bustle, it could be that he gets embarrassed when his owners dress him up, or maybe (just maybe), he’s just a massive misery mutt!

 

Don’t get me wrong, the holidays may just not be his thing – after all, I’m a big believer in the saying ‘each to their own’. However, in the case of this holiday hating husky, I highly doubt it. ‘Why?’, you might ask. Because, my friend, that isn’t a face of boredom; that is a face of pure misery.

 

Halloween? Miserable.

Valentines Day? Miserable.

St. Patrick’s Day? Miserable. 

His birthday? Miserable.

In all seriousness, what’s happened to this pup for him not to like his own birthday? After all, it’s a day dedicated to him! Not to mention the amount of pampering he receives from his owners – it makes me think that this may all just be an act after all…