I have wanted a husky for as far back as I can remember. I’ve put it off because I’ve never been in a position to get one. I think they’re the kind of dog that needs room to run, maybe a job to do, someone to take care of, a big garden.
One of the great things about living in this building is that there is a husky, named Daz, living next door. He’s a lovely dog. He’s quiet, alert, charming and the worse thing he ever does is poke his nose into the corner of my shoulder bag because he’s always on the lookout for treats.
We’re technically not allowed to have dogs quite that big in this particular building, but I’m glad he’s here.
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