Woooohooowooooooo Efurrybuddy! Today and tomorrow are furry special days fur me. You see, it was four years ago today that a pack of strange humans came to see me and my pack of nearly 170 Alaskan Malamutes at a puppy mill in Alaska. They were shocked by what they found – no food, no water, all the snow eaten that we could reach from our four-foot chains, and sadly some deceased members of my pack. The next day on 1-11-11, they came back, removed us from our chains, and took us to a shelter to help us get medical care, food, water, and hopefully real homes!
The dogters in Alaska thought I was about 2 years old based on my teeth and only weighed 35 lbs! Today I weigh about 85 lbs. (depending on how often I gets BACON! and TURKEY! WOL!). My furs are no longer brittle and dry, but super duper fluff, fluff, fluff. I have come a furry long way in the past four years, especially when it comes to being social with strange humans. Nobuddy would know now that I was “like a feral wolf” as my Mama says. It is Mama’s magical healing wuvwuvwuv that helped to heal so much!
I tell the full story of my healing journey in my bookie: Kuruk: The Little Bear That Could, One Rescue Pup’s Journey of Healing. The purpose of my book about the story of my rescue is to raise awareness about puppy mills and animal abuse.
Hewwoooooos Efurrybuddies! Dis is Apowwo, Koooowoooook’s big bwofur. Firstweee, tank yooos fur all da wuvweee well-wishes! I furry much appweesheate it! Secundweee, Me and my most divineweeee pwuxurweeus emmawold eyed Dinnermintz sealed aw betwothal wif a most booootiful pwyvate wedding cewamony in Egypt, the land of aw ancestors. I wuvs yoos to infiniteeee my goddess of wuv and pwuxurweeeusnesss! xoxoxoxoxxoxooxo!
Finnowweeee, I am dowing ok. I sweep on my chair at nights and wounge in da gawden in da sunshine during da day. I cannot move myself more den a few feet at a time. Mama brings me to da potty in da mowning and befow bed and holds me up so I can weeweee. I cannot do it mysewf. Mama takes me efurrywhere and checks on me efurry hour except when she is working outside of home fur a few hours. But den my furbwings Zoe, and Ku, and Nalle check on me, and kitty cousin Callie, and buddy Winston fwum down da stweet. Mama awso got me my own special bowls fur me to eat and dwink in da gawden. Mama is my shining star! Here’s what’s I dooos:
I eats just a widdow.
And I dwinks a widdow.
And in da sunshine I dweems of astwal twavewwing with my WIFE! Dinnermintz. 😀
Me not long after my rescue – still skinny but happy and FREE!
Soon will be the day
That I was given freedom
And a new birthday!
Wooooohooooowooooo Efurryone! In about a week on January 11th I will celebrate my re-birthday! No one knows my actual birthday, so Mama chose the day of my puppy mill rescue (1-11-11) as my re-birthday! The dogters said I was about two (and only 35 pounds! I’m 90 pounds now!), but Mama made that day my first re-birthday. So I will be 4 according to Mama, but maybe really about 5. I’ll go with the younger age because I am a happy happy pup! Woooooooowooooooooo!
If you’d like to read the whole story of my rescue and healing journey, and help support animal rescue, check out my book!