Fast forward to the beginning of this September. My roommate and I had recently moved into a townhouse in Hoosier Court. One of the things we talked about over the summer was how we both really wanted a dog in our new place. Almost as soon as we moved in, I started scouring the internet for adoptable puppies. Craigslist always seemed to have a surprisingly large section for people looking to sell their pets. One post that caught my eye was from a lady looking to sell her seven week old American-Staffordshire Terrier puppies. I contacted her, and on the next day my roommate and I went over to meet the dogs. They were very friendly, playful puppies, but despite how much I liked them, something just didn't feel right. I told the lady that we'd get back to her, and we went back home puppy-less. As soon as we walked back in our door, I picked up my iPad and checked Craigslist once again to see if anybody else had posted an interesting ad. What I found was a listing for a 9-week old male Siberian Husky. This was the exact type of dog I had been looking for all along. I contacted the poster who told me that he already had a lot of people interested, but he would be willing to sell the puppy to me for $300. For those of you who don't know, full-blooded Siberian Husky puppies generally sell for over $1000. So $300 for a puppy who already had his first round of shots (about $100 value) seemed like a complete steal. The poster lived near Indianapolis but offered to meet us halfway in Martinsville. My roommate and I drove over and we met the puppy. He was one of the cutest dogs I had ever seen in my life, he was very playful, and he came right up to meet me. I knew immediately that this was the right dog for me.
Monday, December 9, 2013
Love at First Sight
I am a dog lover who comes from a family of dog lovers. I grew up with a Bichon Frise and a Wheaton-Terrier (not exactly the most masculine dogs, but I had no say in the matter; they were both my mom's choice). I loved both of those dogs a lot, but ever since I was a child, there was one specific breed that always caught my eye: the Siberian Husky. I thought they were the most beautiful, powerful, independent, cool animals I had ever seen. My fascination with Huskies began when I was very young and my family took a vacation to Alberta, Canada. One of the things we did up there was a dog sled ride and it was one of the most fun things I had ever done. I was so impressed at how the dogs could run so fast for so long. The mushers even introduced us to all of the dogs and let us pet them. There was one dog named Greyline that I bonded with almost immediately. From then on, every time I saw a Husky, it instantly brought me back to that incredible experience.
Fast forward to the beginning of this September. My roommate and I had recently moved into a townhouse in Hoosier Court. One of the things we talked about over the summer was how we both really wanted a dog in our new place. Almost as soon as we moved in, I started scouring the internet for adoptable puppies. Craigslist always seemed to have a surprisingly large section for people looking to sell their pets. One post that caught my eye was from a lady looking to sell her seven week old American-Staffordshire Terrier puppies. I contacted her, and on the next day my roommate and I went over to meet the dogs. They were very friendly, playful puppies, but despite how much I liked them, something just didn't feel right. I told the lady that we'd get back to her, and we went back home puppy-less. As soon as we walked back in our door, I picked up my iPad and checked Craigslist once again to see if anybody else had posted an interesting ad. What I found was a listing for a 9-week old male Siberian Husky. This was the exact type of dog I had been looking for all along. I contacted the poster who told me that he already had a lot of people interested, but he would be willing to sell the puppy to me for $300. For those of you who don't know, full-blooded Siberian Husky puppies generally sell for over $1000. So $300 for a puppy who already had his first round of shots (about $100 value) seemed like a complete steal. The poster lived near Indianapolis but offered to meet us halfway in Martinsville. My roommate and I drove over and we met the puppy. He was one of the cutest dogs I had ever seen in my life, he was very playful, and he came right up to meet me. I knew immediately that this was the right dog for me.
Fast forward to the beginning of this September. My roommate and I had recently moved into a townhouse in Hoosier Court. One of the things we talked about over the summer was how we both really wanted a dog in our new place. Almost as soon as we moved in, I started scouring the internet for adoptable puppies. Craigslist always seemed to have a surprisingly large section for people looking to sell their pets. One post that caught my eye was from a lady looking to sell her seven week old American-Staffordshire Terrier puppies. I contacted her, and on the next day my roommate and I went over to meet the dogs. They were very friendly, playful puppies, but despite how much I liked them, something just didn't feel right. I told the lady that we'd get back to her, and we went back home puppy-less. As soon as we walked back in our door, I picked up my iPad and checked Craigslist once again to see if anybody else had posted an interesting ad. What I found was a listing for a 9-week old male Siberian Husky. This was the exact type of dog I had been looking for all along. I contacted the poster who told me that he already had a lot of people interested, but he would be willing to sell the puppy to me for $300. For those of you who don't know, full-blooded Siberian Husky puppies generally sell for over $1000. So $300 for a puppy who already had his first round of shots (about $100 value) seemed like a complete steal. The poster lived near Indianapolis but offered to meet us halfway in Martinsville. My roommate and I drove over and we met the puppy. He was one of the cutest dogs I had ever seen in my life, he was very playful, and he came right up to meet me. I knew immediately that this was the right dog for me.
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