<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:21:20.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayla</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-322697392866708295</id><published>2010-09-26T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:46:21.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad news</title><content type='html'>Well even though I do not have time to blog these days I thought that I had some news about rescue boy stormy that some of you may still wnt to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stormy passed away suddenly on Saturday night, he had a severe anaphylactic reaction and vet couldn't save him, We don't know what caused the reaction and are unlikely ever to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stormy was a one in a million and will be sadly missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run free wee boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-322697392866708295?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/322697392866708295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/09/sad-news.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/322697392866708295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/322697392866708295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/09/sad-news.html' title='Sad news'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-8556478248764262063</id><published>2010-02-24T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T13:20:10.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Stormy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S4WXShtS5bI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TNb2ROo2-CI/s1600-h/IMG_6041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S4WXShtS5bI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TNb2ROo2-CI/s320/IMG_6041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441922069288904114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S4WXSE8NaWI/AAAAAAAAAeA/4F7FOfhFXD8/s1600-h/IMG_6036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S4WXSE8NaWI/AAAAAAAAAeA/4F7FOfhFXD8/s320/IMG_6036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441922061566830946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S4WXRjGTojI/AAAAAAAAAd4/zAf0WalOtiI/s1600-h/IMG_6034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S4WXRjGTojI/AAAAAAAAAd4/zAf0WalOtiI/s320/IMG_6034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441922052482376242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Stormy has now been here just over a week. He is starting to settle in nicely now (well I think he is kinda slowly learning that I am boss).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He suffers badly with separation anxiety and is quite nervous due to being abused and moved around a lot. He howled a lot in the kennel last week when mum and dad were at work. One of our neighbours came and upset mum and dad pretty much saying he would have to go because she and the other neighbours refused to put up with the noise. Dad told her he was new and needed to be given time to settle. He also spoke to the other neighbours who said it was not a problem to them as long as mum and dad were helping deal with it so that it isn't a permanent thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Stormy had a few fights when he tried to be top dog above me and when he didn't take my tellings or stole my place next to mum and dad. He is slowly getting the hang of how things work around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum took him to the groomers at the weekend as he still smelled a bit, poor boy was nervous and just peed himself the whole time. She also spent weekend feeding him and playing with him in our kennel to try and make him feel happy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a lot better he is not crying as much and we are getting on better. I am in season so am teasing him a lot and mum thinks that might have a lot to do with his crying! We have played together a lot this week so Talia is jealous (she doesn't understand I need a boy at the moment). Last night the angry neighbour shouted at dad again. She admitted that the noise was less this week but said she wasn't putting up with it and Stormy had to go! Mum and dad are furious especially as she even admitted that the noise was improving. Mum spoke to some other neighbours who said it was better and just to ignore the other lady. Wat upsets mum is this lady has 4 rescue dogs so should understand that Stormy will take a little time to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enjoy pics of us playing and it is race time again this weekend woo hoooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-8556478248764262063?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/8556478248764262063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-with-stormy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8556478248764262063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8556478248764262063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-with-stormy.html' title='Life with Stormy'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S4WXShtS5bI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TNb2ROo2-CI/s72-c/IMG_6041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-6320485543661846249</id><published>2010-02-17T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T13:39:43.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Stormy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3xh7sLmn1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/X3drB1YD-A0/s1600-h/IMG_5855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3xh7sLmn1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/X3drB1YD-A0/s320/IMG_5855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439330128056721234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3xh7f_iFCI/AAAAAAAAAdo/cpDnMbN8yMo/s1600-h/IMG_5922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3xh7f_iFCI/AAAAAAAAAdo/cpDnMbN8yMo/s320/IMG_5922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439330124784866338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3xh6yCJVUI/AAAAAAAAAdg/A9SwpQM7-9I/s1600-h/IMG_5848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3xh6yCJVUI/AAAAAAAAAdg/A9SwpQM7-9I/s320/IMG_5848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439330112447796546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi I am the newest addition to the Kohoutek clan. My new mum and dad were pondering one last addition after doing the Aviemore race with my new sister Kayla. They decided she needed a partner who was at least as enthusiastic about running with her even if they couldn't quite keep up her. They were thinking about possibly getting another puppy but saw me on The Scottish Husky Club Website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am four years old and was looking for a new home. My first owner was abusive to me :-( A nice couple rescued me but found that I was a bit too destructive and didn't fit in with their lifestyle so they handed me in to welfare and asked them to find me a good home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed with a foster cared for assessment, I have seperation anxiety and am a bit noisy. He noticed I pulled and screamed a lot on the lead so thought I might like to run in harness.  I am also good at opening doors, fridges, stealing food and destroying things.I love running and can't wait to do more of it and become fitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foster carer found me a pet home but sadly my new owner only kept me for 9 hours :-( I stole his roast chicken dinner, destroyed a few things and cried a lot :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new mum thought I sounded adorable and told welfare she would be interested in meeting me. It took a while to arrange transport but last weekend a lady kindly brought me up to meet my new family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit nervous but my new mum was was really nice and put me at ease. I met my new girlfriends. Kayla was a bit mean to start off with but all the girls seemed to like me. We went camping in a caravan due to mum and dad racing Kayla. It was great fun meeting new dogs and people and on Saturday dad took me for a run with Kayla after the race and on Sunday mum did the same (I am honoured as she is a bit nervous about running).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a bit of a naughty boy this week opening doors, trying to steal food and I objected to sleeping in a crate so I destroyed it and sneaked into the kitchen to try and steal some more food :p I am a bit unsure about being in the kennel while mum and dad go to work and cry a bit annoying the neighbours but in spite of all this my new family love me and have decided to offer me a permanent home as they think that with some love and training I will be a great boy :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-6320485543661846249?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/6320485543661846249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/02/meet-stormy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/6320485543661846249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/6320485543661846249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/02/meet-stormy.html' title='Meet Stormy'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3xh7sLmn1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/X3drB1YD-A0/s72-c/IMG_5855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-7540060567787707676</id><published>2010-02-16T13:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:29:14.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More racing woo hoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3sNcu0PDxI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gUbrJlr3W30/s1600-h/IMG_5865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3sNcu0PDxI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gUbrJlr3W30/s320/IMG_5865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438955762234625810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3sNcfWbdJI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ly9Eh8tg8gs/s1600-h/IMG_5924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3sNcfWbdJI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ly9Eh8tg8gs/s320/IMG_5924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438955758083077266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3sNcIW1HcI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hJb6OeXgpkE/s1600-h/IMG_5879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3sNcIW1HcI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hJb6OeXgpkE/s320/IMG_5879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438955751910743490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been busy again here. we had a few lovely weeks where mum was off work and able to spend lots of time with us. Sadly mum and dad ae both back to work now so mum hasn't had time to let you know what we are upto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was more husky racing at Culbin. We had a great weekend there was a really great atmosphere with everyone pitching in to help handle dogs at start and finish lines. Me and dad had a great racing weekend we finished in first place on Saturday finally beating the guy we have come second to for most of the season! Mum was dead proud of me and dad :-) Sunday we finished in second place beaten by another really fit man with very long legs heheh. Mum said he scooted like the bionic man and that I did well to only be 30 seconds slower with my rather unfit dad running with me hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum had a run around the trail after the race on Sunday with me and a friend and thoroughly enjoyed herself even though she got very muddy and broke a nail hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly we only have one more race left for this season :-( Then it is back to showing for me with the big Crufts show coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for a big announcement tomorrow :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-7540060567787707676?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/7540060567787707676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-racing-woo-hoo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7540060567787707676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7540060567787707676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-racing-woo-hoo.html' title='More racing woo hoo'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S3sNcu0PDxI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gUbrJlr3W30/s72-c/IMG_5865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-335192471766858302</id><published>2010-01-28T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T07:32:13.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aviemore Sled Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S2Gt5_6HdAI/AAAAAAAAAck/yHD1ZoA6p4M/s1600-h/IMG_5771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S2Gt5_6HdAI/AAAAAAAAAck/yHD1ZoA6p4M/s320/IMG_5771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431813837504869378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S2Gt5nloqCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/1VvJGL-dVZA/s1600-h/IMG_5761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S2Gt5nloqCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/1VvJGL-dVZA/s320/IMG_5761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431813830976514082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S2Gt5RlXrUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/R7-6OyFCQbs/s1600-h/IMG_5611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S2Gt5RlXrUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/R7-6OyFCQbs/s320/IMG_5611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431813825069821250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S2Gt4wcw3lI/AAAAAAAAAcM/K9fKNeE9Ws0/s1600-h/IMG_5640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S2Gt4wcw3lI/AAAAAAAAAcM/K9fKNeE9Ws0/s320/IMG_5640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431813816175353426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was the 27th annual Aviemore sled dog race. Mum, dad, me and Skye have been many times as spectators but this was the first time as competitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad went up on the Wednesday with me, Skye and Talia (mum had to work) to try and get some extra training in with my partner Blue and to help with flattening of the trail. We had fun being as naughty as we could in the caravan so that by the time mum arrived ob Friday afternoon dad was close to a nervous breakdown hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was the mushers meeting and a mushers market where mum bought me a lovely new purple running harness. Afterwards mum and dad went off to a friend's caravan for drinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was day one of the race and this year is extra special as it is the first time weather conditions have allowed the race to be run on sleds in 15 years. Mum volunteered to marhsall in the morning so was able to see how many people fell off at the bend after the first big hill hehehe. She gave dad a few tips on how to approach it after watching lots of the other teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first run was Saturday afternoon, I had a fabulous time the snow and trail were lovely on my feet and we were able to go fast and scare dad hehee. We finished in 19th place in a class of 37 teams. Mum and dad were very pleased with that for our first sled race and first race as a 2 dog team. Blue my partner is a very nervous dog he was scared of the loudspeaker system and of spectators on the trail. Dad also told mum that I was still doing the lions share of the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday brought a bit of a problem, it turned out that Blue seemed to have pulled a muscle on Saturday and was unable to run on Sunday :-( Mum and dad were very disappointed. We had lots of offers of another partner if the organisers would at least let us still have a run (you are not allowed to switch dogs so if they let us we would be a disqualified team). The organisers very kindly agreed to let us run the trail even though we would be disqualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad decided to run me with Yukon who I have trained with in the past. He is 10 and retired from racing but a good steady dog and usually is used to help train other dogs up. Dad was offered faster dogs but thought it was not a good idea to run me with a strange dog in case we did not get on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We surprised everyone by running the course in roughly the same time as Saturday which considering Yukon usually tires after a couple of miles was really good ( I think he was just scared I wold bite his bum if he didn't run well with me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad said we learned a lot over the weekend mainly that they need to find a running partner of the same level as me as I am carrying my partners at the moment. On paper Blue should be a better runner than me he is from pure racing lines whilst I am racing lines on my dad's side but show dog on my mums side. People are very surprised how well I run for such a petite dog so the search is on for someone as hard working and fast as me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-335192471766858302?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/335192471766858302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/aviemore-sled-race.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/335192471766858302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/335192471766858302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/aviemore-sled-race.html' title='Aviemore Sled Race'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S2Gt5_6HdAI/AAAAAAAAAck/yHD1ZoA6p4M/s72-c/IMG_5771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-356248448547903889</id><published>2010-01-26T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:21:15.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talia news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S18kX_ZtoHI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ohB7VhyNwms/s1600-h/IMG_5279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S18kX_ZtoHI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ohB7VhyNwms/s320/IMG_5279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431099670206980210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S18kXlOK8OI/AAAAAAAAAb8/hPHLcOP91Bg/s1600-h/IMG_5346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S18kXlOK8OI/AAAAAAAAAb8/hPHLcOP91Bg/s320/IMG_5346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431099663179247842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S18kXMVbJ4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/_gMLAMpfwDI/s1600-h/IMG_5339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S18kXMVbJ4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/_gMLAMpfwDI/s320/IMG_5339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431099656498784130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S18kWrvlTPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/zjv_D5XUsGI/s1600-h/IMG_5317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S18kWrvlTPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/zjv_D5XUsGI/s320/IMG_5317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431099647750130930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla has very kindly decided to let me tell you some news about me before we get back to talking about her again.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend starting 15 January were my first proper trips into the outside world and what a busy weekend it was! On the Friday there was a photo shoot at dad's RAF base for some articles in local newspapers about our dad and some friends entering the big Aviemore Sled Dog Race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographers and PR lady all thought I was adorable so I got to be in some of the pictures too. Mum didn't take pictures so here are some links to some of the articles (not all made it online as well as in the printed papers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pressandjournal.co.uk/Article.aspx/1564614" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.pressandjournal.co.uk/Article.aspx/1564614&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also in 2 of the other local papers the Northern Scot and the Forres Gazette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the afternoon mum and dad took us up the high street for me to have practice walking somewhere noisy and being approached and touched by strangers. I loved all the cuddles I got from people :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was more sled training for Kayla, I hung out and bossed all the dogs around hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I got to be the centre of attention. BBC Countryfile were up in Aviemore filming a story on the Aviemore race and sled dogs. They were looking for sled dog puppies and I went to represent Siberian Huskies. Oh what fun I had I met malamute, Eskimo Dog and Samoyed puppies and had a play with them. I was the cutest and youngest pup there so me and mum had our photo taken with Matt Baker one of the presenters for one of the newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.strathspey-herald.co.uk/news/fullstory.php/aid/5014/Dogs_ready_to_line_up.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed being a TV star and having everyone fuss over me but in true husky style I made as much mischief as possible heheheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-356248448547903889?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/356248448547903889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/talia-news.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/356248448547903889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/356248448547903889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/talia-news.html' title='Talia news'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S18kX_ZtoHI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ohB7VhyNwms/s72-c/IMG_5279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-6179693734354443615</id><published>2010-01-12T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:38:07.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Sledding fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0zBVixlcEI/AAAAAAAAAbk/43JGRVrd7-0/s1600-h/039-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0zBVixlcEI/AAAAAAAAAbk/43JGRVrd7-0/s320/039-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425924226930798658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0zBVUGcnGI/AAAAAAAAAbc/idIuDklFiTA/s1600-h/IMG_5123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0zBVUGcnGI/AAAAAAAAAbc/idIuDklFiTA/s320/IMG_5123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425924222991768674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0zBUyNUNPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/R9WRZBb84gM/s1600-h/IMG_5116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0zBUyNUNPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/R9WRZBb84gM/s320/IMG_5116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425924213893772530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we were supposed to be racing at the weekend but due to some politics within the club the race was canceled at the last minute. Mum, dad and some of their friends decided we would do some sled training at the race site as the trails had been nicely prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out on the first run with my racing partner Blue and dad The leader (who had 6 dogs on his team) decided to take us on the very long train, me and Blue struggled a bit so dad's friend gave us his bitch Nala to finish the trail with. Usually me and Nala do not like each other as we are both dominant girls but we were just so excited about running that we didn't fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum took Skye and my friend Little Skye for short run. Little Skye had other ideas though and did not want to run she wanted to head for the deep snow and trees and raced off the trail and mum fell off. Mum had one more go with Little Skye but she still wouldn't run so I got to have another go woooooo hoooooooo. Mum is a bit nervous of the sled so we did a short run and bumped into our friends walking one of their huskies so he was hitched to the sled too. Mum screamed a lot when he picked up speed hahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Skye's owner Shiree had a little go with me and Skye, she wanted to try with Little Skye but mum said that would be dangerous the way she is behaving. Shiree really wants Little Skye to run but isn't having much luck as Skye is very naughty. Mum told her she is not prepared to keep trying her with me and Skye till Shiree is more assertive with her and instills some discipline as it is dangerous and spoils our runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all the dogs present were fully vaccinated mum let her meet a few of them and Blue really liked her and confused her by cleaning her furiously hehehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-6179693734354443615?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/6179693734354443615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-sledding-fun.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/6179693734354443615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/6179693734354443615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-sledding-fun.html' title='Weekend Sledding fun'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0zBVixlcEI/AAAAAAAAAbk/43JGRVrd7-0/s72-c/039-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-7728485232338759121</id><published>2010-01-08T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:08:14.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah the irony of snow causing trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0espaBX4iI/AAAAAAAAAbM/8JiSNtXPyis/s1600-h/IMG_5093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0espaBX4iI/AAAAAAAAAbM/8JiSNtXPyis/s320/IMG_5093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424494103550747170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0espLTQQwI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DmhkiTjaG1c/s1600-h/IMG_5079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0espLTQQwI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DmhkiTjaG1c/s320/IMG_5079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424494099599213314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we are onto week 3 of the "big freeze" in Britain. It is causing chaos here Britain is coming to a standstill lol. The humans are all acting like the world is ending, panic buying, schools and local facilities closed you would think Armageddon was upon us lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The north of Scotland has had snow lying the full 3 weeks and it is causing problems here. Dad had mums little car this morning as we were all going to the vets today. Well he had a little bump on way to work so had to come back (luckily only damage to a wheel and burst tyre or mum would have given him a right telling off hehehe). At least it meant we could have a family trip to the vets hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talia was there for her 2nd vaccination and to get microchipped. She was a good girl just like me as  a baby she thought the vet was a new friend rather than someone to fear. She didn't even squeak at her injection or the big microchip needle. Vet thought she was lovely (she forgot to say not as lovely as me hmpff) and she got a clean bill of health. Mum also booked me in to get my hips checked next week to see if I am good enough to breed from in the future if she decides that I can ever have pups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was meant to be another race and we were all excited as it was going to be on sleds due to the snow (that is a very rare event in Britain). Sadly due to some politics between committee members at that club it has been cancelled at the last minute :-(  However a few of mum and dad's friends suggested we all go there for a training session as it is a shame to let a trail that has been nicely prepared go to waste. It is looking very likely that the big famous Aviemore race will be on sleds too so it will be a good practice run as mushers here have very little experience on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last bit of exciting news is that mum has entered me for this years Crufts. Woo hooooooooooo we are all very excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-7728485232338759121?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/7728485232338759121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/bah-irony-of-snow-causing-trouble.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7728485232338759121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7728485232338759121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/bah-irony-of-snow-causing-trouble.html' title='Bah the irony of snow causing trouble'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/S0espaBX4iI/AAAAAAAAAbM/8JiSNtXPyis/s72-c/IMG_5093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-7337953601292009127</id><published>2010-01-01T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:28:28.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2nd birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz52_Ph0ZcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/FAWCFFdYisA/s1600-h/IMG_4985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz52_Ph0ZcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/FAWCFFdYisA/s320/IMG_4985.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421901830272869826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz52-0xgxlI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5sx7X6ObJ6c/s1600-h/IMG_5047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz52-0xgxlI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5sx7X6ObJ6c/s320/IMG_5047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421901823090935378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz52-YMca5I/AAAAAAAAAas/6zjEKGALM8k/s1600-h/IMG_5006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz52-YMca5I/AAAAAAAAAas/6zjEKGALM8k/s320/IMG_5006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421901815419267986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my 2nd birthday and mum says I have turned into a real lady now :-)  No food treats today like last year but I did get an exciting new present, can you guess what it was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a wooden sled wooooo hooooooo hoooooooooooooo. Mum and dad hadn't planned on it (they say we need a rig for when Talia grows up) but someone local was selling it at a good price. A lot of dogs here don't have sleds as we rarely get a proper covering of snow! This last few weeks we are having a freakish amount of snow so when dad was told of someone selling their's yesterday he and mum bought it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad took me and Skye out on it yesterday and we had a good spin as the snow was quite hard and icy, Skye was even excited and did some pulling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of snow last night so mum and dad took us out for a little run today. The snow was really deep today and very soft so pulling the sled was actually really difficult. We just went round the field by our house for a little bit to get some pics :-) Hopefully over next few days the snow will compact and harden again so that we can have a proper run :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-7337953601292009127?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/7337953601292009127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-2nd-birthday.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7337953601292009127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7337953601292009127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-2nd-birthday.html' title='My 2nd birthday'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz52_Ph0ZcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/FAWCFFdYisA/s72-c/IMG_4985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-3788061053617920533</id><published>2010-01-01T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:18:50.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz5YlOBdP3I/AAAAAAAAAak/9NPZRYNmuiM/s1600-h/148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz5YlOBdP3I/AAAAAAAAAak/9NPZRYNmuiM/s320/148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421868397843267442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz5YlDTTetI/AAAAAAAAAac/O6vWxQq4Wlw/s1600-h/129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz5YlDTTetI/AAAAAAAAAac/O6vWxQq4Wlw/s320/129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421868394965334738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz5Yk4frSEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Z0AQfZIpMQY/s1600-h/113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz5Yk4frSEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Z0AQfZIpMQY/s320/113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421868392064436290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz5YktNMcUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9DNQq-QCkaQ/s1600-h/115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz5YktNMcUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9DNQq-QCkaQ/s320/115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421868389034127682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all our friends :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been a busy week here, lots and lots of snow. Poor mum was at work all week but luckily dad has been at home and taking us out to play in all the lovely snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Talia had visitors for lots of puppy cuddles this week and on Sunday my best friend Little Skye came to meet her too. We had a few hours running round the house together (well apart from Big Skye who is still very grumpy and not happy with a new sister heehhe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talia was not at all scared of meeting a new dog although she was naughty and joined in to help Skye against me rather than showing sisterly loyalty :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is very proud of me at the moment for a couple of reasons. Firstly because I have been so tolerant and playful with my new sister which she really didn't expect and secondly because finally I am becoming interested in food. Since I was 9 months old I got bored of food and would often not eat for days. If we go away from home I don't eat at all. At one of our races we met a new food supplier and mum told them about how difficult I am. They spent a lot of time letting me sample different foods and found one that I got excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum bought some and had started introducing it slowly to my existing food. However when we went to pick up my new sister I didn't eat at all for the few days we were away and when we came back I was sick for a few days. Vet gave me some convalescence food and after a few days of that mum decided to abandon my existing food and risk changing me directly onto my new Omnipro. I love my new food and am now getting excited at meal timed and mum is hoping that I will now put on a little bit of weight :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum now has a few weeks holiday to spend quality time with us, looking forward to it as dad tends to be home more than mum (and he says life in the air force is hard) so he tends to get to spend more time with us. I hope mum will plan lots for us to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-3788061053617920533?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/3788061053617920533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3788061053617920533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3788061053617920533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sz5YlOBdP3I/AAAAAAAAAak/9NPZRYNmuiM/s72-c/148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-2180652274932897418</id><published>2009-12-24T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:44:18.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzPghEMkpiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MN7w409_sjk/s1600-h/IMG_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzPghEMkpiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MN7w409_sjk/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418921635323618850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us here at Kohoutek Siberian Huskies would like to wish you all a fantastic Christmas and all the best for 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-2180652274932897418?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/2180652274932897418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/2180652274932897418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/2180652274932897418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzPghEMkpiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MN7w409_sjk/s72-c/IMG_0798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-6247234092697371594</id><published>2009-12-23T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:19:24.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello from Talia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzJtBqSdcgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/APY_9Rlnv8U/s1600-h/IMG_4861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzJtBqSdcgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/APY_9Rlnv8U/s320/IMG_4861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418513176979141122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzJtBZHKEiI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HYK1qAbpyDk/s1600-h/IMG_4854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzJtBZHKEiI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HYK1qAbpyDk/s320/IMG_4854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418513172368331298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzJtA-JLcWI/AAAAAAAAAZA/HCscuYcRv9s/s1600-h/IMG_4852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzJtA-JLcWI/AAAAAAAAAZA/HCscuYcRv9s/s320/IMG_4852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418513165129052514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzJtAsAL3AI/AAAAAAAAAY4/hYznhwVH16c/s1600-h/taliaxmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzJtAsAL3AI/AAAAAAAAAY4/hYznhwVH16c/s320/taliaxmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418513160259492866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big sis Kayla said I could come and introduce myself to you all. My new mam and dad came to my breeder on Saturday to stay and meet me. I have lived in the kennel with my mum since being born so have not spent that much time in the house. Kayla was left outside and I came in to get cuddles from my new mum and dad. I made them giggle a lot by being cute :-)  I didn't get to stay in too long before my breeder put me back with my mum so that Kayla could come in and the adults could all have a beer or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla and my dad Zak apparently fell in love on Saturday night and played together all evening and then cuddled up together to sleep for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday Kayla, Zak and the mums and dads all went out to a show, apparently getting there was very difficult due to a lot of heavy snow. Zak took first place in the class, another bitch bred by my breeder took second and Kayla took 3rd (she hasn't had much showing practice recently so mum was just pleased she walked on a lead).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all came back at lunchtime for a cup of tea and to picked me up to take me to my new home. My breeder cried as she said goodbye to me. I was a very good girl on our long trip home, I didn't pee, puke or poo on mum (apparently Kayla did a lot of that when they picked her up as a pup). Kayla was in her crate (so she could just get used to the smell of me) and I was cuddled on mum's lap. I refused to go to sleep the whole 8 hour journey I poked my nose at Kayla to say hello and tried to climb and explore everything in the car (mum said I was like a wriggly worm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached my new home at 9.30 pm and my other big sister Skye came back from gran's and they came to meet me. I was really excited and wanted to explore my new house. Kayla is a great sister she was a bit jealous on Sunday night but by Monday we were great friends. She is happy to play chase and wrestle with me and even lets me cuddle up to her a bit :-) Big sister Skye doesn't like me at all :-( She growls every time she sees me and snarls if I go up to say hello. Luckily Kayla comes over if Skye is grumpy with me to tell her to behave and I sit and bark at grumpy Skye heheheheeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my new home and have had fun in the snow and fun nipping mum and dad's feet and making them yelp hehehehehe. Can't wait till I am allowed to go out for walks and also looking forward to the first humans that will come visit and cuddle me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-6247234092697371594?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/6247234092697371594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-from-talia.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/6247234092697371594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/6247234092697371594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-from-talia.html' title='Hello from Talia'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SzJtBqSdcgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/APY_9Rlnv8U/s72-c/IMG_4861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-3586315111325336671</id><published>2009-12-16T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:25:17.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big news catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Syk0F2LFNjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fOvxtIN44PI/s1600-h/IMG_4743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Syk0F2LFNjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fOvxtIN44PI/s320/IMG_4743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415917301935715890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sykzf8nc1zI/AAAAAAAAAYo/02jV_tmdZLg/s1600-h/talia5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sykzf8nc1zI/AAAAAAAAAYo/02jV_tmdZLg/s320/talia5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415916650830288690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SykzfMfUrDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UE57RET2KJw/s1600-h/IMG_4508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SykzfMfUrDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UE57RET2KJw/s320/IMG_4508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415916637911297074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum hasn't had time for blogging lately so thought we would log on today and give you a run down on what has been happening here in Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really enjoying my racing mum says I am a monster now, I just want to scream and pull all the time hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my second race weekend of 28-29 November in the Black Isle near Inverness. It was a very wet muddy weekend and we were all overjoyed to be invited to stay with some new friends (mum and dad were cooked a lovely 3 course dinner) rather than trying to get the caravan to a forest with no facilities. Me and dad did really well and we took first place in the scooter class both days. I got a lovely trophy and a medal for dad and we made lots of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend of 5-6 September was the British Husky Club race in Elgin. Was a lovely cool, crisp weekend. I took second place in our scooter class both days. Mum was so proud as we were only beaten by the team who won at the last Culbin race. First day we were 4 seconds slower than them second day 40 seconds. the musher Matt is very fit (dad is not hehehe) so mum says we did brilliantly. A lot of people who criticize my breeder as breeding dogs that "don't run" are really sitting up and taking notice of how I am doing! Again we made some more new friends and mum says she is learning a lot by helping other people get their dogs to the start line and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has also been decided this year that dad and me will compete in the big famous race at Aviemore in January. There is no single dog scooter class but some of our new friends offered to loan dad a spare rig and one of their dogs as a running partner for me. So last weekend I went to meet my new friend Blue. He was a bit scared of me but we got on well and dad did a 2.7 mile run with us both on the rig. After a short rest everyone ganged up and made mum take us out on the rig for a run :p Mum was terrified heheheeheh and had a few steering issues but I ran my little heart out for her. Blue got tired halfway round so I got a bit angry at him for not keeping up! To mum and dad's amazement Skye did some pulling. Usually if she comes on the scooter with me she makes me do all the work and just runs along behind me. Dad had put her on the scooter alone to follow me and mum so he could make sure mum got round ok. He didn't expect Skye to pull but to everyone's shock she did. Dad was able to keep pace behind me as for the first time ever Skye took the weight of the scooter and when Blue got too tired he took him and Skye came on the rig with me. She didn't pull and let me do all the work on the rig but she did manage to at least keep speed with me till the finish. I was very tired with doing most of the work myself on the second run! Mum and dad were really proud of us both :-) Blue's owners are going to run him a bit to get him fitter before we have our next training session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we go to collect my little sister Talia and I also have a show this weekend. Mum and dad are very excited to be getting my new sister at last!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-3586315111325336671?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/3586315111325336671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-news-catch-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3586315111325336671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3586315111325336671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-news-catch-up.html' title='Big news catch up'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Syk0F2LFNjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fOvxtIN44PI/s72-c/IMG_4743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-3810435507229683050</id><published>2009-11-24T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:06:26.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Talia Pics hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sww8rGUTBoI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Q7xeGNpJi1Y/s1600/talia4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sww8rGUTBoI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Q7xeGNpJi1Y/s320/talia4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407763963692910210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sww8rPfyZQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eUi6Oe39Cfc/s1600/talia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sww8rPfyZQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eUi6Oe39Cfc/s320/talia3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407763966157022466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the latest pictures from our breeder. Doesn't Talia look scary like a big fat bulldog heheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was her first time in the living room and she just froze in such a big space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-3810435507229683050?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/3810435507229683050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/scary-talia-pics-hehe.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3810435507229683050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3810435507229683050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/scary-talia-pics-hehe.html' title='Scary Talia Pics hehe'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sww8rGUTBoI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Q7xeGNpJi1Y/s72-c/talia4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-3791419364493090251</id><published>2009-11-23T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:04:36.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend of good deeds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Swrqb1EMoUI/AAAAAAAAAYA/AJZiOWHMlUw/s1600/IMG_4406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Swrqb1EMoUI/AAAAAAAAAYA/AJZiOWHMlUw/s320/IMG_4406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407392066433753410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Swrqbfp3PwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/pepeFrLoNgE/s1600/IMG_4405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Swrqbfp3PwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/pepeFrLoNgE/s320/IMG_4405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407392060686155522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwrqbIQQ7nI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4zdaBL2u5ZM/s1600/IMG_4391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwrqbIQQ7nI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4zdaBL2u5ZM/s320/IMG_4391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407392054404771442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Swrqa3mA0-I/AAAAAAAAAXo/eXO2gBE97Ew/s1600/IMG_4384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Swrqa3mA0-I/AAAAAAAAAXo/eXO2gBE97Ew/s320/IMG_4384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407392049932588002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Swrqafw-T_I/AAAAAAAAAXg/IvneaYd3Omk/s1600/IMG_4379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Swrqafw-T_I/AAAAAAAAAXg/IvneaYd3Omk/s320/IMG_4379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407392043536109554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend me and Skye were out doing our bit for sled dogs who are less fortunate than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the Moray Winter Festival where Santa is out and the Christmas lights get turned on. We spent a cold afternoon giving cuddles and having mum and dad tell people a bit more about us huskies. Got to get into a bit of mischief with my friend "Little Skye" too hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was another hug a husky day in Decora DIY store. We did the morning shift with our friend Marley or the wookie as he is also known). Finally we have found Skye's talent. She is no good for showing or racing but guess what she is really great at fundraising. With her pretty Disney face and different coloured eyes people make a beeline for her (I get a bit jealous of that hurrumph). She is very good at sitting next to the money bucket making cute faces and has very good pleading eyes according to mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum says she is so proud of how good I am with toddlers, I walk up to them (or just sit if they are a bit scared) wag my tale and smile then give them a sweet husky kiss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-3791419364493090251?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/3791419364493090251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-weekend-of-good-deeds.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3791419364493090251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3791419364493090251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-weekend-of-good-deeds.html' title='My weekend of good deeds'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Swrqb1EMoUI/AAAAAAAAAYA/AJZiOWHMlUw/s72-c/IMG_4406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-5077034717918719670</id><published>2009-11-19T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:42:48.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to cute pictures of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXJm6D0RkI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_hsWwILKee8/s1600/kaylandemma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXJm6D0RkI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_hsWwILKee8/s320/kaylandemma2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405948597985625666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXJmhvUknI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/C1t1OqAPJuo/s1600/kaylaandemma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXJmhvUknI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/C1t1OqAPJuo/s320/kaylaandemma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405948591457210994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned in my blog about my last shows that I made a new best friend. Mum finally got the pictures of me and wee Emma lying together on the floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-5077034717918719670?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/5077034717918719670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-cute-pictures-of-me.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5077034717918719670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5077034717918719670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-cute-pictures-of-me.html' title='Back to cute pictures of me'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXJm6D0RkI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_hsWwILKee8/s72-c/kaylandemma2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-3609112093579658297</id><published>2009-11-19T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:33:24.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Talia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXHjay61sI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ffnAGqmEafM/s1600/Talia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXHjay61sI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ffnAGqmEafM/s320/Talia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405946339030390466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXHjATJTDI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3JS1peq1i5Q/s1600/talia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXHjATJTDI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3JS1peq1i5Q/s320/talia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405946331917798450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh mum wants to show you my new sister's latest pics grrrrr. My sister has a aname apparently mum and dad decided on Talia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-3609112093579658297?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/3609112093579658297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/meet-talia.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3609112093579658297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3609112093579658297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/meet-talia.html' title='Meet Talia'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwXHjay61sI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ffnAGqmEafM/s72-c/Talia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-7897740390069330523</id><published>2009-11-17T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:03:59.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Husky Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwMdlV3NyNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/gdbQZnp0wnY/s1600/culbin4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwMdlV3NyNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/gdbQZnp0wnY/s320/culbin4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405196505135827154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwMdlGvsWgI/AAAAAAAAAWw/N6BdrjUQD3I/s1600/culbin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwMdlGvsWgI/AAAAAAAAAWw/N6BdrjUQD3I/s320/culbin3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405196501077744130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwMdk8zD1-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/NxxrWXP9dk8/s1600/culbin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwMdk8zD1-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/NxxrWXP9dk8/s320/culbin2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405196498407512034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwMdk6KNsbI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tFWiAnN-dZ4/s1600/culbin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwMdk6KNsbI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tFWiAnN-dZ4/s320/culbin1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405196497699320242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend saw our first rally as competitors. Me and dad  entered  the one dog scooter class. We had only been training for distances of a mile and a half as mum had been told that was the usual scooter distance. Much to our shock it was decided to use the same 3.6 mile trail as the bigger dog teams were running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday me and dad took 3rd place behind huskies who had rather fitter mushers who are more used to running than poor Dad, they finished only 3 minutes behind the leader and Dad said he had held me back a bit worrying that maybe the distance was too long for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Mum and Dad considered maybe not running me for the second day as I had already been run harder than I had been used to. Mum and Dad decided to see how I was at the start line and if I didn't seem keen we would scratch her from the race. They need not have worried as I  was screaming with excitement and me and Dad managed to finish second on a trail which was wetter and harder work on the second day. We finished only a minute or so after the winner which was a fantastic achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad are so proud of me and say for a little dog I have such a big heart and such determination and we are all very excited for our next rally at the end of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum says as racing people think my breeders breed dog's who are not good runners that a lot of people were surprised at how good Iwas. Oh and mum survived camping in the caravan with no electricity, hairdryer or hair straighteners hahahaha. Mum is high maintenance and does not like roughing it heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos were take by George Michie http://www.georgemichie.co.uk and we have also changed our website address to http://kohoutek.weebly.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kohoutek is our chosen kennel name which has been provisionally approved by the Kennel Club.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-7897740390069330523?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/7897740390069330523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-first-husky-race.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7897740390069330523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7897740390069330523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-first-husky-race.html' title='Our First Husky Race'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SwMdlV3NyNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/gdbQZnp0wnY/s72-c/culbin4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-4211522834329991016</id><published>2009-11-10T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T07:21:09.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics of my baby sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvmAheS69qI/AAAAAAAAAWY/aWJmC1HWDRk/s1600-h/puppyeye3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvmAheS69qI/AAAAAAAAAWY/aWJmC1HWDRk/s320/puppyeye3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402490540564084386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvmAhRSI_9I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/S2NaWhy9fnc/s1600-h/puppyeye2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvmAhRSI_9I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/S2NaWhy9fnc/s320/puppyeye2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402490537071149010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvmAhGx1HUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8u1N45fzO9w/s1600-h/puppyeye1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvmAhGx1HUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8u1N45fzO9w/s320/puppyeye1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402490534251273538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my little sis has opened her eyes so my breeder sent mum more pictures today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-4211522834329991016?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/4211522834329991016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-pics-of-my-baby-sister.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4211522834329991016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4211522834329991016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-pics-of-my-baby-sister.html' title='More pics of my baby sister'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvmAheS69qI/AAAAAAAAAWY/aWJmC1HWDRk/s72-c/puppyeye3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-4094567891918600171</id><published>2009-11-09T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:31:45.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend of showing and new friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvhRzU72U7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/llswe1KcZo8/s1600-h/IMG_4129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvhRzU72U7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/llswe1KcZo8/s320/IMG_4129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402157695265821618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvhRzIvF1jI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1RSIrvnFOiE/s1600-h/IMG_4031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvhRzIvF1jI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1RSIrvnFOiE/s320/IMG_4031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402157691991086642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well was a busy weekend for us. Friday I was at the groomers to make me even more beautiful and then we had a few hours journey to stay with some fellow husky friends of mum's. There were 2 very very naughty husky boys there they kept erm er trying to hump me. It was quite hard work fending them off when both were trying it at same time! They also have a cat um yum yum so the weekend involved lots of hiding the cat from me (and mum wonders why I wouldn't eat my kibble dinner harrumph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep the peace after a while they were shut outside and I stayed in the living room with the humans. Apparently they all thought I was such a lovely quiet girl (they really don't know me hahahaha). I am not used to spending lots of time with  young children but the children there were very well behaved and respectful to me. I got lots and lots of cuddles especially from the little girl Emma (she says she loves me). While everyone was chatting and me sleeping there was a big bang that scared everyone. The humans thought it wasa firework coming through the window but it turned out to be a baloon hahahahha. The children then got out the remaining balloons for me to play with. I entertained them padding it till it flew up in the air and bounced it like a basketball ( I am so clever) then I chased the children round the living room to get the balloon back. Sadly after a while my paw was a bit heavy on them and I burst it. Was a shame as we all were having so much fun and the children were so happy as there boys won't play with balls and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the Scottish Husky Club Open Show. It isn't one of my favourites as it is in a small hall and very noisy when other dogs are howling and I am trying to sleep. As mum has whiplash she had to ask the judge if she could stand me and if my breeder could do all our running in the ring as if I pulled on the lead it would hurt mum's arm. Luckily the judge was a nice lady and said this was fine. Well it got complicated as my breeder was in the ring with his boy in a class. The judge split our class into 2 and ran the first dogs, then someone held my breeder's dog while he ran with me, then he went back to his dog. Eventually it came to my turn for the judge to go over me and run me alone so she said for all dogs to relax while we waited for my breeder. We had to wait ages and I fell asleep and mum was just so embarrassed at holding up the class so long. eventually I got a 4th place and mum was pleased especially as we had caused so much trouble hehehe. My new husky friends and our breeder all did well too so it was a good day for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the Working and Pastoral Breeds of Scotland Association of Scotland Championship show. This one was a really really long day. Again mum had to ask the judge if she could stand me and my breeder run me. Again the judge kindly said yes. the judge was very nice, at the moment I get very bored at shows when I just have to stand and I wouldn't look at her so she fed me some treats :-) I love the trotting and showing off bit although I kept looking for mum and wondering why she wasn't running me. Eventually after the judge deliberated a lot and asked the ages of me and another bitch she got first and I got second. Mum was very proud and pleased and the judge said the only shame was that I didn't have an interested expression (mum says she needs to find something other than food to take in the ring as I just stare at her hand and don't look interested in the judge or in being there). Our breeder got best bitch and my new husky friends also did well too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum thinks it was a good weekend and that it was so much more fun staying with people rathern than a hotel and I miss my new friend Emma. She rang her mum at the show to see if I was coming back to their house. Mum is waiting for her mum to send a picture she took of us sleeping on the floor together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-4094567891918600171?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/4094567891918600171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-weekend-of-showing-and-new-friends.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4094567891918600171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4094567891918600171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-weekend-of-showing-and-new-friends.html' title='My weekend of showing and new friends'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvhRzU72U7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/llswe1KcZo8/s72-c/IMG_4129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-6456894735738725163</id><published>2009-11-05T07:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:15:06.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new baby sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvLrni25noI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Hqr9XhvelWE/s1600-h/mishka%60s+puppy+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvLrni25noI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Hqr9XhvelWE/s320/mishka%60s+puppy+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400637967775145602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvLrnWkLauI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qs8jOmbyW9s/s1600-h/mishka%60s+puppy+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvLrnWkLauI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qs8jOmbyW9s/s320/mishka%60s+puppy+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400637964475394786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvLrnGOelzI/AAAAAAAAAVg/fUZibiPvHlA/s1600-h/mishka%60s+puppy+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvLrnGOelzI/AAAAAAAAAVg/fUZibiPvHlA/s320/mishka%60s+puppy+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400637960089409330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again not had time to come visit all my friends blogs. Mum had a vomiting virus and then this weekend a car crash so life here has been hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today mum got something that cheered her up, yes pictures of my new baby sister, woo hoo another dog for me to be in charge of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum says isn't she just the most adorable thing you ever saw? (in my opinion certainly not that would be me of course pff)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-6456894735738725163?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/6456894735738725163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-baby-sister.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/6456894735738725163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/6456894735738725163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-baby-sister.html' title='My new baby sister'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SvLrni25noI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Hqr9XhvelWE/s72-c/mishka%60s+puppy+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-5503392358118609792</id><published>2009-10-30T00:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:19:03.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting news</title><content type='html'>Well mum wants me to tell you that my baby sister was born yesterday :-) It had been a bit of a dramatic week, the mum was overdue giving birth and when the breeder took her back to the vets it was bad news. She was only carrying one pup and was most likely going to have a caesarean. Mum was told she could go on the list for the next litter of pups my breeder was expecting and was very disappointed :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday we had some good news (well mum says it is good news) Mishka gave birth naturally to one healthy pup and as it turned out it was a dark red girl. My breeder didn't want a red but knew that mum has a big weakness for dark reds so called to give us first refusal on her :-) Mum was dead excited and as it almost seems like this pup was made to order for her decided that yes rather than wait to pick from the next litter she would take the one special little pup that Mishka had :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures yet but mum will be showing them off as soon as she gets some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-5503392358118609792?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/5503392358118609792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/10/exciting-news.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5503392358118609792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5503392358118609792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/10/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting news'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-5689869721430885938</id><published>2009-10-18T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T04:38:08.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New friends and other news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str9-8O4sfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/g2g6ojbccJ8/s1600-h/IMG_3951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str9-8O4sfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/g2g6ojbccJ8/s320/IMG_3951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393902761491870194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str9-QdNHPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/05mEiOo90bI/s1600-h/IMG_3930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str9-QdNHPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/05mEiOo90bI/s320/IMG_3930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393902749740768498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str9-KewgeI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FOG6wkDf8lc/s1600-h/IMG_3966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str9-KewgeI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FOG6wkDf8lc/s320/IMG_3966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393902748136669666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str86QBkltI/AAAAAAAAAVA/GwYs8lysSlU/s1600-h/IMG_3961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str86QBkltI/AAAAAAAAAVA/GwYs8lysSlU/s320/IMG_3961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393901581393762002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str8554gi2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/BO409bQVV68/s1600-h/IMG_3907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str8554gi2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/BO409bQVV68/s320/IMG_3907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393901575450168162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str85Q4aVII/AAAAAAAAAUw/Yab6yLkiVNE/s1600-h/IMG_3902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str85Q4aVII/AAAAAAAAAUw/Yab6yLkiVNE/s320/IMG_3902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393901564443907202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has found us some new friends to play with and also to train with for the races when they get their rig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our first meeting we went for a walk with Little Skye my usual playmate and Kano and Meika our new friends down at Roseisle Beach and Forest. Mum didn't take the camera as she decided that she wanted to concentrate on making sure the day and meeting went well. We had a good couple of hour walk to get to know each other than had an hour play while the humans chatted more. Kano was the only boy and at first he wasn't interested in any of us but towards the end he realised we were all girls and was much more interested hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Skye took a real liking to him she gave him lots of kisses and was keen to play with him we thought it was the start of a beautiful relationship but he reuined it by trying to hump her. She isn't quite sure what to make of him now hahaha. Me I was flashing my bits saying come and get me ahahah. We all got on well with Kano, Meika didn't play much she is a bit grumpy a lot liek Skye used to be. Little Skye wasn't sure what to make of it at all she is not used to being around so many dogs so she was a bit quiet. At one point Big Skye managed to get me on my back (I am usually boss) so Little Skye joined in and jumped on me while Kano supervised. Mum said the look on my face was hilarious, I was so not amused I am boss and will get them all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we all met up again to have a bit of a training run. Our new friends haven't yet got their rig so they attached Kano and Meika to a bike, Little Skye won't run she prefers to lie down in the grass on her scooter so they put her next to me on my scooter to learn the ropes. The men drove to the training point in the van while us women and Kano had a 20 min walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first run was me and Little Skye and Meika and Kano (big Skye sat this one out) it was great fun having someone to race against, we were flying and the humans got very muddy hahaha. Meika is quite lazy like Big Skye and doesn't pull so we swapped partners. They put Kano on my scooter with me and Meika and Little Skye on the bike. me and Kano had a little tiff first of all as we both wanted to be boss. After that we were fine and we had a lovely run together, mum says we made a really good team :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to our new friends house to play as they have a lovely big garden. me and Kano had a bit of a fight over a plastic bottle (well it smelled of dad so he wasn't having it) but mum pulled us apart. Just after that Skye and Meika had a big fight, poor Skye got bitten quite bad (she had to go to vet next day as it got infected and she is still feeling a bit sorry for herself). After that Meika was kept away from the rest of us who all had a lovely play together. Kano and Meika are both rescue huskies and have not been with their owners long. Kano is a lover and ladies man and Meika seems a bit unsure of herself. She is a lot like Skye was when she was younger in that she seems quite nervous of other dogs so can be a bit agressive. Hopefully she will chill out and learn to like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we all met up again, no playing or running though :-( Yesterday we were doing a bit to help sled dogs who are not as lucky as us. A local DIY garden centre opened its Santa's grotto this week. They allow Sled Dog Welfare to have a lot of hug a husky events leading up to Christmas to raise money. Some of our other friends did the first 2 hours and then we came along for the next 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was a bit nervous that I would be naughty and try and play with Little Skye all the time or that we would all fall out. However she ended up being very proud of us all, I did try a couple of times to sneak up to Little Skye for a play but obeyed mum when I was told off. We spent a couple of hours having lots of people come to pet, cuddle us and ask questions. Mum was so proud that I behaved so well, I was really gentle with toddlers (she was nervous as I have not been around really young children and she was worried i might be a bit boisterous and jumpy and scare them) and gave them gentle kisses and cuddles. If any children were a little bit unsure of us we sat nice and wagged our tails and smiled till they let us kiss them. Big Skye was really funny she kept woo wooing and talking to people. A few were a little nervous of that so mum explained we don't really bark so we woo woo and make talkative growls. People always think growling is agression so mum explained that it is how we chat and that she has whole conversatiosn with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Skye and Kano were a little bit naughty hehe. Kano went into the winter wonderland and saw a moving model and kept barking and pawing at it, he is so silly hehehe. Him and Little Skye decided they wanted to investigate the shop more and dragged their owners round the shop to look at tinsel and toys hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a family come over with an old lady in a wheelchair who asked if she could pet us and have photos taken with us. Me and Skye gave her lots of kisses and cuddles she thought we were lovely, we didn't behave quite as well for photos in true Sibe style we kept turning the wrong way hehehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time our shift was coming to an end we were all worn out. It is really hard this cuddling everyone work. We all lay down and tried really hard to keep our eyes open. Mum is really so proud of me and wishes all those people that labelled me a horrid vicious dog could have seen me yesterday being nice and patient with people and being very gentle and cuddly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some news which mum thinks is really exciting (hmm I am not so sure) our breeder's bitch is pregnant to mum's favourite boy of theirs and she is due to give birth next week. So in a few weeks there should be a new addition to our pack :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-5689869721430885938?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/5689869721430885938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-friends-and-other-news.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5689869721430885938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5689869721430885938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-friends-and-other-news.html' title='New friends and other news'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str9-8O4sfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/g2g6ojbccJ8/s72-c/IMG_3951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-2159370649189998219</id><published>2009-10-18T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T03:59:33.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perthshire Open Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str03ltlhGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/--wjy1sB2LM/s1600-h/IMG_3835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str03ltlhGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/--wjy1sB2LM/s320/IMG_3835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393892739582887010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str00MhmTEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/YFhLIUYm_OA/s1600-h/IMG_3884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str00MhmTEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/YFhLIUYm_OA/s320/IMG_3884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393892681282112578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str0zvXVClI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_HOltCVdpWI/s1600-h/IMG_3858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str0zvXVClI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_HOltCVdpWI/s320/IMG_3858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393892673454410322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry haven't been on in a while its been busy here! My last show was the Perthshire Canine Club Open Show on 26 September. It was held at Perth Racecourse which was a lovely venue and it was a glorious sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it was another case of me being the wrong kind of dog at that show. The ones who got placed were all much more skinny racing type than me. I was also a bit naughty as I was just out of my season and still a bit grumpy and sore. I was happy for the judge to look at my teeth and feel my front end but no way was he touching my rear end. I was dancing like a spinning top mum was so embarrassed heheheheeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind was a lovely day and we had a lovely scenic drive back via Braemar which was very nice according to mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breeder and their dogs went to the Belfast Champ show on the same day and they all had a great day taking most of the Sibe placings. Mum has decided that for next year she is going to sit down with our breeder and look at all the shows and who is judging them. She wants to be more organised and even if it means traveling further choose the judges who like my type of husky. This year was all about seeing if racing type judges would like me and although a couple did mum now knows that its not really worth going to shows with racing husky judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only really have 2 shows left for the year now Working and Pastoral Breeds of Scotland and the Scottish Husky Club Open show. Winter is going to be all about learning to race :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-2159370649189998219?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/2159370649189998219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/10/perthshire-open-show.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/2159370649189998219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/2159370649189998219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/10/perthshire-open-show.html' title='Perthshire Open Show'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Str03ltlhGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/--wjy1sB2LM/s72-c/IMG_3835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-4541074206494762121</id><published>2009-09-22T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T12:11:26.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SrkhVN9OJ6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/T9nPKZu6Zdw/s1600-h/IMG_3724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SrkhVN9OJ6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/T9nPKZu6Zdw/s320/IMG_3724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384371477905549218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SrkgTMNipLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZdKVrE5pTVQ/s1600-h/IMG_3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SrkgTMNipLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZdKVrE5pTVQ/s320/IMG_3726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384370343565763762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry haven't been around much lately, life has been fairly busy here! I have been keeping mum and dad on their toes with lots of naughtiest while I am in season hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was the big Darlington Championship show. It was a long journey from here so we set off Friday morning. Skye stayed at home (she likes the break from me). Mum arranged to meet up with an old friend for dinner on the Friday night (they lost their dog this week and her son really wanted a doggie cuddle). We went to the parents of mum's friend first as mum hadn't seen them in 15 years. I got lots and lots of cuddles and fuss there. Then we went to a pub/hotel for dinner. As there was me and a child they gave us a room of our own in the back to have dinner in. The staff and customers gave me lots of lovely cuddles and mum came to the conclusion that she is definitely sticking to dogs and avoiding kids :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our B &amp;amp; B had lots of intersting animals, 2 cats which mum had to chase before getting me out the car and lots of sheep and horses. Mum kept a firm hold of the lead and wouldn't let me chase any of them :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the morning of the show and I didn't feel too well, my tummy made weird noises but mum thought all was ok as my poos were solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit boring for mas as being in season meant I had to stay in my crate and mum only got me out a couple of times for a quick wee. She notices I wasn't very lively and mentioned it to my breeder who said if mum had any Paracetamol to give me half one. No one had any :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breeder took me in the ring as mum has learned that all showing is politics and the better known the face is the more likely a dog is to get a place. Mum and dad hid from me while Kevin took me in the ring :-( I really wasn't in the mood for showing. I stood nicely for my breeder Kevin but really had no enthusiasm for trotting round the ring, ears where back, head down and I had to drag my poor legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first go in the Open Class (the one the top dogs are usually in), it was a big class for sibes 18 bitches. The judge got rid of 9 of them and that left us in the final line up for the judge to choose from. I didn't get placed this time but I did make mum's day by being in that line up when the bitch of a lady she really doesn't like much got binned hehehe. My breeder was really proud of me he said to mum that she should be over the moon that we made the line up. I was the youngest in that class up against champions/bitches with some CC's and my breeder said that considering how poorly and out of sorts I was (had none of my usual attitude and sparkle) that it was a great result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay to watch the rest of the show mum felt bad that she had't realised just how bad I was feeling (it's tough being a woman and being in season) so she wanted to start the journey home and get me some Paracetamol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey home seemed forever, I slept most of the way but during the last leg I was fed up of being sore and in the back alone and cried. Mum was unusually soft and let me out my crate to sit on her knee. I dedided to cheet myself up by making her as uncomfortable as possible and trying to balance by digging my claws in her hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fine now was back to my usual bouncy self on Sunday and causing mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for not posting on everyone's blogs mum has been busy being preoccupied with her new car and also busy as she has started evening photography classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to be a busy period coming up we have a show this Saturday and then we start training in earnest for my first racing season. Also mum is on tenterhooks waiting to find out if one of my breeder's bitches is pregnant with my next sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-4541074206494762121?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/4541074206494762121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/09/recent-shows.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4541074206494762121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4541074206494762121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/09/recent-shows.html' title='Recent shows'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SrkhVN9OJ6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/T9nPKZu6Zdw/s72-c/IMG_3724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-4349830991959785476</id><published>2009-09-05T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:41:09.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week that didn't go to plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SqLL-_Ba-MI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FIoGWRYaIWE/s1600-h/IMG_3638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SqLL-_Ba-MI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FIoGWRYaIWE/s320/IMG_3638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378085187963517122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SqLL-SQZF_I/AAAAAAAAATw/PpdYQwFUhuo/s1600-h/IMG_3654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SqLL-SQZF_I/AAAAAAAAATw/PpdYQwFUhuo/s320/IMG_3654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378085175946713074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SqLL97hDKlI/AAAAAAAAATo/9bGPfetE8d4/s1600-h/IMG_3643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SqLL97hDKlI/AAAAAAAAATo/9bGPfetE8d4/s320/IMG_3643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378085169842563666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend I was meant to go and stay with my breeder. They were going to take me to a big show in London and mum hoped I would learn some manners having to live with their pack. Well I had different plans. I decided to come into season and my breeders bitches are all in season too. It was decided putting me with the other bitches would have resulted in World war 3 so he plan had been for me to stay in their house with mum's favourite boy of theirs Zak. As I was naughty and came into season there was no way I could stay with him so I am not going to my breeders or my big show :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now under house arrest until my season is over :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is grumpy too she was meant to go to Aberdeen to have her hair done but we have had some big floods here so she couldn't go. She did however go and take a few pictures in black and white as practice for her new college course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-4349830991959785476?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/4349830991959785476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-that-didnt-go-to-plan.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4349830991959785476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4349830991959785476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-that-didnt-go-to-plan.html' title='The week that didn&apos;t go to plan'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SqLL-_Ba-MI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FIoGWRYaIWE/s72-c/IMG_3638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-1809854494162648487</id><published>2009-09-02T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:10:48.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news about Terra the missing husky</title><content type='html'>Have had news that Terra has been found is at the vets for a check up will let you all know hos she is when I hear more. Thanks for all the positive thoughts for her sure her owner is over the moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-1809854494162648487?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/1809854494162648487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-news-about-terra-missing-husky.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/1809854494162648487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/1809854494162648487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-news-about-terra-missing-husky.html' title='Good news about Terra the missing husky'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-827400943332373110</id><published>2009-09-01T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:50:12.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Husky</title><content type='html'>A fellow scottish husky has gone missing. Here is the link to her on Doglost please forward it to any contacts you have in the UK thanks sothat we can help this dog find her way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.doglost.co.uk/Page.aspx?data=pzp8JrdCfxmOYLL7ThMH8cgDIBGNb_3527OBXgIvucPT1ZF5GXNTxJvsz_352D4Dh0NaLm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-827400943332373110?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/827400943332373110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-husky.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/827400943332373110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/827400943332373110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-husky.html' title='Lost Husky'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-7070223469358724189</id><published>2009-08-30T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T10:17:54.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy couple of weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SppzdVC5hmI/AAAAAAAAATg/gI_NQUwFBbU/s1600-h/IMG_3580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SppzdVC5hmI/AAAAAAAAATg/gI_NQUwFBbU/s320/IMG_3580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375736052922812002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SppzdB-xa1I/AAAAAAAAATY/4Da00yxQ1CY/s1600-h/IMG_3064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SppzdB-xa1I/AAAAAAAAATY/4Da00yxQ1CY/s320/IMG_3064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375736047805229906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for not posting and indeed not looking at all your lovely blogs. Life has been fairly busy here the last few weeks. Mum was working late shifts too which did not help her enthusiasm for getting me on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway last weekend and this weekend we were showing. Last Sunday was Scottish Siberian Husky Club Championship show. Mum was a bit disappointed I got 3rd our of 4 in Mid Limit class. I wasn't much in the mood for showing Skye had stayed at grans the night before and didn't come with me :-( Much as she is a right grumpy old thing I missed my sis :-( Also the show was indoors and it made me grumpy with other dogs. Mum was really nervous (she was nearly sick before we went in the ring hehehe). However the bitch who took first in my class got the Bitch CC and Best in Show so hey I was up against good company. None of our breeders dogs did well so again not a great day for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and dad have been off work on holiday this week so lots of company for us this week no time alone. Dad has American cousins over so we spent time with them sightseeing and stuff. We went up to Applecross on the West Coast which was lovely and a drive that made mum need clean underwear ahahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was another long drive to Edinburgh for the Scottish Kennel Club Championship show. I had a lovely day, again no Skye and I missed her but I was in a good mood and loved all the other dogs I met. I love the outdoor shows so much more than indoor ones so I had a big husky smile and a spring in my step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I didn't win, I got 4th place in the Limit Class. Mum was a bit disappointed at first but our breeder was really proud. She said now that we are moving into the big classes against the really good competition that 4th in that class is a step up from my wins in other classes and that mum should be dead proud. The humans were all laughing something about the judge looking at ladies breasts more than at their dogs. Didn't understand it myself ( I mean how coudl anyone find something mor einteresting than me to look at) but they found it hilarious and mum was muttering about wishing she had some chicken fillets to put in her bra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my class I got to play with Logan a lovely male husky who belongs to a friend of my mums. He was really hard work I tried everything to make him play, he got a bit grumpy and told me off! Mum was proud that instead of going at him I submitted and just looked cute. Eventually he played with me although apparently he wanted to be more of a erm lover than a playmate. Another bitch came along and I played with her too. Mum says she is really proud that I was a really good girl and that me submitting to other huskies and playing nicely made her so proud. Even a bitch that I usually hate couldn't spoil my mood I couldn't be bothered to be grumpy with her today and just ignored her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mum is so happy at the moment. She bought her dream car this week an MGF convertible sports car (an old one). She says I can't go in it though which I am not too happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now mum has lots of housework to do hehehhehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-7070223469358724189?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/7070223469358724189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-couple-of-week.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7070223469358724189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/7070223469358724189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-couple-of-week.html' title='Busy couple of weeks!'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SppzdVC5hmI/AAAAAAAAATg/gI_NQUwFBbU/s72-c/IMG_3580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-231711944933280699</id><published>2009-08-11T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:06:05.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum's weekend adventure</title><content type='html'>Well mum decided to desert us and dad to go to a Siberian Husky Breed Seminar to learn more about us! She took dad's Land Rover as she was going to do a favour and deliver someone's broken husky racing rig for someone who was going to be at the seminar to fix! Well mum had barely left home before the clutch broke on the car as she was overtaking a bus! It took 2 hours for the recovery man to go and rescue her and dad had to hire her another car to do the drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum says she had a lovely weekend at the seminar. The nice lady who had organised the seminar kindly invited mum to stay at her house the night before. Mum was really nervous as she didn't really know they lady and the championship judge was doing the seminar and some other husky experts were all staying too. Mum suffers from anxiety so was scared it might be a difficult weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it turned out to be just the opposite. Saturday was a lovely barbeque and mum got to meet all the dogs (including some that had run in previous Iditarod races) and here lots of stories about trips to Alaska to visit the famous Seppala kennels etc. She was also given lots of useful advice and for her future planned huskies (not all of the advice will be taken though lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum really enjoyed the seminar it covered our breed history and went over the breed standard and the reasons behind it. After the presentation everyone got to be hands on with a few other huskies to go over them like judges do to see what was good and bad about them. Mum said it was a lot to take in and she probably didn't grasp everything but when she has more time she will get her notes and pictures out and make me and Skye stand so she can go over us and tell us what is good and bad about us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish mum had taken me to play with all those other huskies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-231711944933280699?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/231711944933280699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/08/mums-weekend-adventure.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/231711944933280699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/231711944933280699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/08/mums-weekend-adventure.html' title='Mum&apos;s weekend adventure'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-8063305209772666</id><published>2009-08-04T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:16:36.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some news on Skye and Kayla at Turriff Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Snh6y8dv3wI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_tvoqx6ZYBo/s1600-h/IMG_2629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Snh6y8dv3wI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_tvoqx6ZYBo/s320/IMG_2629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366173971654893314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Snh6ykwL8eI/AAAAAAAAATI/vWmGafCjuMQ/s1600-h/imsounloved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Snh6ykwL8eI/AAAAAAAAATI/vWmGafCjuMQ/s320/imsounloved.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366173965289779682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Snh6yU2eN_I/AAAAAAAAATA/S7Qwds2yvPw/s1600-h/IMG_2967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Snh6yU2eN_I/AAAAAAAAATA/S7Qwds2yvPw/s320/IMG_2967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366173961021175794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Snh6x6GpCdI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fzRMCrffL74/s1600-h/IMG_2983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Snh6x6GpCdI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fzRMCrffL74/s320/IMG_2983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366173953841236434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well mum wants me to tell you all a lot about Skye today but I can give you a quick update on my last show. There was an Open Show on Sunday locally at Turriff, sadly I didn't get a first prize at this one. Mum tells me not to be disappointed though as the judge this time was a husky breed specialist and apparently likes the sprinty working type best. I got 3rd place out of 4 dogs. Although my furry dad is a really good working dog my mum is a show dog. Therefore I have the best of both worlds as I am more athletic and racy looking than some of the pure show lines but thanks to having a showy mum I am very pretty and feminine too. Sadly this weekend my appearance wasn't quite racy enough but mum said it was a good learning experience in terms of she knows not to put me under judges that are really into the racy ones at the expensive champ shows. She was also relieved that after I had a nasty scare this week I wasn't scared of the judge going over me. I have never been felt so thoroughly she lifted my paws up and everything and went over me a good few times, mum was really proud that although I sat down a few times and looked confused I wasn't upset by any of it. I was a bit naughty because there was a dog there I didn't like at a previous show (see blog on Bannf and Moray Open show). Last time I didn't hit it off with him and his owner kept letting him bother and pester me even when mum put me in my crate out of the way :-( Last time mum put it down to the owner maybe being a bit inexperienced. This time it seemed a bit more premeditated, the boy had been seen in the previous class so he was on the opposite side of the ring to me. It was a very small ring with not much room to show how lovely I look when I move. When mum did my triangle the dog kept moving into my line of vision and into my path so I had to tell him off. Mum was really mad with me as she thought I was just being naughty, dad said she had missed the fact that his owner had left him on a loose lead so he kept moving towards me when I was running. Mum is really annoyed that his owner was so inconsiderate and maybe even doing it deliberately so she will watch carefully if we are ever in the same ring again.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enough about me (well so mum says, personally I think you can never hear enough about me) mum wants to tell you more about Skye so here goes........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum got Skye kinda by accident a few years ago. She and dad were not really ready for a dog (mum was just in the process of moving to Scotland to be with dad) and a dog was something they planned later down the line. Anyway mum had alwyas liked huskies but had only just started to find out a little about them when she got chatting to a breeder in Romania. She had said to dad that when they got a dog she would love a husky. Well in the meantime my human grandmum was looking for a dog to get her out and about and keeping fit. She had wanted a retriever but a neighbour said had she thought about a husky as her friend was selling a husky. So grandmum bought Skye and after a few weeks was at her wits end. Skye was untrained, messed all over the house, snappy, disobedient, howled all night etc. She asked my mum if she could look after her when she was on holiday and as she was moving to Scotland maybe she would like to have her a while for company ad to train her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum took Skye and straight away could see all was not right. Skye's tail was funny it looked like a broken pipe cleaner, she had a lot of missing teeth, funny back legs and was quite nervous. She was very food possessive, nervous agressive with other dogs and didn't like her back touched at all. The owner/breeder had not given any medical details or indeed any useful information when selling her. Our vet wanted to know what an earth had happened to her and after a bit of pestering my mum's neighbour they found out she had been savaged as a puppy by a Japanese Akita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and dad did a lot of hard work with Skye, they toilet trained her, gained her trust a bit so that they could touch her back and took her to Royal Airforce Dog Training classes to get her more used to other dogs. It has been a long hard road Skye was 2 years old when mum took her and came with all these problems. Mum and dad didn't really know much about huskies so many times they almost gave up on her because she was so difficult to help and train. Luckily they went to some husky races and got to meet other owners who were able to give them advice and help. Over the years Skye got better at being obedient (does she realise she is a husky silly girl)  and became a more loveable and less stressed dog. However much to mum and dad's heartbreak she never seemed to be a happy dog. She doesn't understand how to play (she has no idea what toys are for) and seemed to only occasionally show signs of enthusiasm for life. She continued to be nervous with a lot of dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mum and dad brought me along Skye didn't seem too pleased. She never wanted to play with me and grumbled a lot and hid in her crate. I was always bossy and liked being boss so even at a very early aged they made me the top dog and relegated her to the bottom. I love Skye but she never wants to cuddle or play with me so mostly I just annoy her or throw my toys at her and try and tell her to play. Sometimes when I was little and cried she would be nice to me but mostly she didn't seem to want me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well over the last few weeks Skye seems to have completely changed. She has lost a lot of weight (she has always struggled with her weight even though she hardly gets any food) which has made her more active and less grumpy. She is also getting braver around me and sometimes pushes me out the way to go and get cuddles off mam and dad and she is getting a lot more talkative and affectionate. She has also started to play a bit. In the past she would only play with me if another dog was playing, she would get jealous and join in a little bit but that was very rare and only certain dogs. Last couple of times Little Skye came to visit instead of grumping and ignoring her she has started to join in when we play. She has even started to play with me a bit and I haven't been quite sure what to make of it. All of  sudden she is woo wooing me and bowing at me to play (usually at what mam calles bad times ie just before I go into the show ring). She has started talking to other dogs when we go out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and dad are so happy it has alwyas made them so sad that no matter what they did for Skye she never seemed like she would be a happy dog so mum has been quite teary to see Skye looking happy and wanting to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mum wants to say never give up on a dog. Eventually with enough caring and love they will learn to trust you and get over the bad things that happened in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-8063305209772666?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/8063305209772666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-news-on-skye-and-kayla-at-turriff.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8063305209772666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8063305209772666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-news-on-skye-and-kayla-at-turriff.html' title='Some news on Skye and Kayla at Turriff Show'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Snh6y8dv3wI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_tvoqx6ZYBo/s72-c/IMG_2629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-3802180275736547177</id><published>2009-07-30T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:26:50.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Invaders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SnHJY8CqyNI/AAAAAAAAASw/NmjNBJQbAW4/s1600-h/IMG_2965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SnHJY8CqyNI/AAAAAAAAASw/NmjNBJQbAW4/s320/IMG_2965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364290061446334674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SnHJYQASTLI/AAAAAAAAASo/axPmaRCgu8M/s1600-h/IMG_2956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SnHJYQASTLI/AAAAAAAAASo/axPmaRCgu8M/s320/IMG_2956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364290049625181362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SnHJYP7pY5I/AAAAAAAAASg/JqTojmODKTE/s1600-h/IMG_2954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SnHJYP7pY5I/AAAAAAAAASg/JqTojmODKTE/s320/IMG_2954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364290049605723026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has been off poorly for a few days and today our peace and quiet was shattered by invaders of the human children kind! One of them often pops round on a weekend to see us but seems to be bringing more friends now. Mum put on her bet smile and let them play with me  while. It was all too much for grumpy Skye who likes the quiet life so she stayed in the house. I was happy to play football with the invaders but when they teased me too much I found a nice secure space to put naughty human children :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-3802180275736547177?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/3802180275736547177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/invaders.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3802180275736547177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3802180275736547177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/invaders.html' title='The Invaders'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SnHJY8CqyNI/AAAAAAAAASw/NmjNBJQbAW4/s72-c/IMG_2965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-546566002675255992</id><published>2009-07-26T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:46:33.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leeds Champ Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs142.snc1/5253_241570235710_585405710_8129939_3895840_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 352px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs142.snc1/5253_241570235710_585405710_8129939_3895840_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sm1J0qjWclI/AAAAAAAAASI/L7kriZzjFjc/s1600-h/IMG_2908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sm1J0qjWclI/AAAAAAAAASI/L7kriZzjFjc/s320/IMG_2908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363023900392714834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sm1J0nK-4JI/AAAAAAAAASA/v8go8BzuYDs/s1600-h/IMG_2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sm1J0nK-4JI/AAAAAAAAASA/v8go8BzuYDs/s320/IMG_2911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363023899485200530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow what a long weekend! 9 hour journey to our hotel on Saturday, it was very humid and hot even with the fan we blagged from reception so no one got much sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather on Sunday the day of our showing was predictably British and rainy although still humid. The morning showing of male dogs ended up in the wet weather tent. This was not ideal for us sibes as the ring was very very small which meant none of the boys could move properly. My little brother took a 3rd in his class, his mum was disappointed and felt that had he been outside he would have done better. Our wet weather ring was by the Rottweilers and one with an attitude problem kept unsettling the sibes :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the weather improved as the morning went on so the last few classes for the boys were outside. Mum deserted me and Skye to go and watch her favourite boy Zak in the ring (she keeps threatening to swap me for him. My breeder Kevin had volunteered to handle me for the day to give mum a break from the stress and to let her see how lovely I look in the ring. It was a bit odd having someone else try and tell me what to do and when we were practicing I kept running to mum with my best smile in the hope she would take me back. Kevin told her that when I went into the ring she would have to go away so that I couldn't see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first go in the adult classes now that I am too old for junior so I was in Postgraduate bitch. I was in a very naughty mood today I wasn't interested in the bag of treats mum had prepared for me (everyone elses looked so much better). I stood nicely and ran round the ring in a reasonably well behaved manner but I decided that no way on earth was the judge running her hands over me today so I decided to have a nice sit down :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of that the judge still gave me first please so mum and breeder were pleased with that. My breeder suggested mum find some more interesting treats so she stole some liver and some salmon treats from some other owners for my next trip in the ring. After a while it was back int the ring to compete with all the other winning bitches. I decided the liver and salmon were boring too and spat them out in the ring too. Sadly the judge didn't give me first prize on my second trip in the ring but mum was chuffed with me as I did the best out of the day of the dogs bred by my breeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all tired now as we got in late last night after our 9 hour drive back home and mum is grumpy because she has to go to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-546566002675255992?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/546566002675255992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/leeds-champ-show.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/546566002675255992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/546566002675255992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/leeds-champ-show.html' title='Leeds Champ Show'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sm1J0qjWclI/AAAAAAAAASI/L7kriZzjFjc/s72-c/IMG_2908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-498007514149244755</id><published>2009-07-19T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:17:27.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Companion Dog show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SmNVEvfejMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/f1Oo8fXkhpU/s1600-h/IMG_2818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SmNVEvfejMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/f1Oo8fXkhpU/s320/IMG_2818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360221521457351874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SmNVEOATQkI/AAAAAAAAARw/YgDdOdBgnaE/s1600-h/IMG_2821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SmNVEOATQkI/AAAAAAAAARw/YgDdOdBgnaE/s320/IMG_2821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360221512468218434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SmNVEM51lTI/AAAAAAAAARo/DahLv7tQf8Y/s1600-h/IMG_2801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SmNVEM51lTI/AAAAAAAAARo/DahLv7tQf8Y/s320/IMG_2801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360221512172672306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went along to a companion dog show today so that dad could have a go,mum has done all my training and does all the showing but as I am getting sister in a few months mum says dad needs to learn too. Mum suggested dad just free stood me as my critique from my last champ show said that mum was over standing me and I didn't look right. It was also a chance for grumpy Skye (she isn't suitable to show because of her injuries)to go into some of the fun classes and my friend Little Skye came too as my mum is trying to persuade her owner to show her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to mum's annoyance we were all very playful and naughty but she couldn't be too annoyed as grumpy Skye had changed into happy Skye, it was actually a rare event in that she initiated the play (usually she just scowls and grumbles while me and Little Skye go mental). She was also very very naughty and slipped her collar and went for a little run around the ring and around the spectators. Mum was in a panic (as us huskies are never ever allowed off lead)but luckily after a few grinning laps of honour Skye came back. (Mum says there is a lesson here that when you have a dog on a diet you should check and tighten the collar often).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First in the ring was Little Skye, she is very pretty but very naughty. She is used to being on a harness so she misbehaves when a lead is put on her collar and she has not yet learned to stand pretty or to trot nicely yet. She did get some rosettes for being pretty though and mum is nagging her owner to practice with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was my go. Dad was nervous as he has never been in the ring and didn't want to look silly "mincing" round the ring. First class was Any Variety Working or Gundog and I got first place in that wooo hooo. Dad was very chuffed for his first go and mum was pleased with my first go of freestanding. We also entered Any Variety Open and I got a 2nd place in that one so a good day for dad's first try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skye had a go in Prettiest Bitch and Dog The Judge Would Most Like to go home, she is very nervous of other dogs and doesn't like people feeling her back and stuff so it was brave of her to go in the ring. No rosettes for her but mum was pleased that she didn't get scared of any other dogs and she enjoyed having a prance in the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we went for a quick run on our scooter, i saw a huge muddy puddle and got nice and dirty in that hahahh (much more fun than being a clean show dog) mum and dad were not too pleased and refused my muddy husky kisses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-498007514149244755?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/498007514149244755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/companion-dog-show.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/498007514149244755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/498007514149244755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/companion-dog-show.html' title='Companion Dog show'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SmNVEvfejMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/f1Oo8fXkhpU/s72-c/IMG_2818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-2876303698902515017</id><published>2009-07-14T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:19:22.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Website</title><content type='html'>Mum finally got round to having another go at building a website for us.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://kaylaandskye.weebly.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-2876303698902515017?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/2876303698902515017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/website.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/2876303698902515017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/2876303698902515017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/website.html' title='Website'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-1106209793835787135</id><published>2009-07-12T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:48:50.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another beach playdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm_acAWDNI/AAAAAAAAARg/5gRnRq3YcY8/s1600-h/IMG_2657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm_acAWDNI/AAAAAAAAARg/5gRnRq3YcY8/s320/IMG_2657.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357523692649057490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm_aMwrDII/AAAAAAAAARY/9btzslrO_ho/s1600-h/IMG_2653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm_aMwrDII/AAAAAAAAARY/9btzslrO_ho/s320/IMG_2653.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357523688556792962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm8MKWT_dI/AAAAAAAAARQ/q8OrbiNVRzY/s1600-h/IMG_2646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm8MKWT_dI/AAAAAAAAARQ/q8OrbiNVRzY/s320/IMG_2646.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357520148856307154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm8L3COWsI/AAAAAAAAARI/JLhYTAniRmU/s1600-h/IMG_2640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm8L3COWsI/AAAAAAAAARI/JLhYTAniRmU/s320/IMG_2640.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357520143671777986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm8LjOt-GI/AAAAAAAAARA/dM8hvGUjYvk/s1600-h/IMG_2623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm8LjOt-GI/AAAAAAAAARA/dM8hvGUjYvk/s320/IMG_2623.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357520138355472482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm8LKciHxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Smh0y9o_omk/s1600-h/IMG_2619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm8LKciHxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Smh0y9o_omk/s320/IMG_2619.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357520131702529810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun yesterday. My friend "Little Skye" was supoosed to come over yesterday to have some training in being a pretty showdog just like me. My mum keeps telling me that it is such a shame that her mum doesn't show her so she has managed to persuade her to try some small fun Companion Shows. As she has had no training she doesn't know how to stand and not to play with other dogs. Mum had offered to help her mum teach her how to behave in the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However "Little Skye's" mum got in touch to say she hates wearing a collar and she didn't want to do that to her so how about we had a nice walk and play together instead. I was a little disappointed as I was looking forward to showing off but we always have good fun when we meet up to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up at Roseisle Beach for a nice change. Of course for the first ten minutes I had to be mean and vocal to remind her who is boss. We had a lovely run in the water and a good wrestle with each other even grumpy old Skye decided to have fun and join in. Don't think it was as much fun for our owners who kept getting tangled in our leads :-) Further along the beach we found an exciting dead seagull, my mum and dad were quick enough to get me and grumpy Skye away from it but "Little Skye" managed to get it. She was so funny and refused to leave go, mum got a couple of pictures saying it looked like she was eating an angel. She demonstrated her husky stubbornness and refused to leave go of it, it took her mum ages to get it off her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished our run then took a drive to Hopeman for ice cream, I love ice cream if I look sad enough I always get a little taste of it. Our owners decided we may as well have a little play at Hopeman Beach too so we had another hour of fun chasing each other. Eventually the owners decided they were tired and wanted to go home to eat, they have no stamina I would have easily played for another few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad to say goodbye to "Little Skye" as she is one of the few dogs that I get to play with so it was back home with grumpy Skye and a long long nap after all that hard work playing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-1106209793835787135?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/1106209793835787135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-beach-playdate.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/1106209793835787135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/1106209793835787135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-beach-playdate.html' title='Another beach playdate'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Slm_acAWDNI/AAAAAAAAARg/5gRnRq3YcY8/s72-c/IMG_2657.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-8922453489260928613</id><published>2009-07-06T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:13:31.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ2P9GvK1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/6VDQJ-sNzzM/s1600-h/IMG_2600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ2P9GvK1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/6VDQJ-sNzzM/s320/IMG_2600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355472923369876306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1sQXzYgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/s5iNzzeKE7A/s1600-h/IMG_2597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1sQXzYgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/s5iNzzeKE7A/s320/IMG_2597.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355472310066438658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1sAJUL1I/AAAAAAAAAQg/nfMXyDrXLsQ/s1600-h/IMG_2598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1sAJUL1I/AAAAAAAAAQg/nfMXyDrXLsQ/s320/IMG_2598.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355472305710706514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1r7SI3lI/AAAAAAAAAQY/k12Yjr4IONI/s1600-h/IMG_2594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1r7SI3lI/AAAAAAAAAQY/k12Yjr4IONI/s320/IMG_2594.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355472304405536338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1rT4cuwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4JkTE2YVqvI/s1600-h/IMG_2579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1rT4cuwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4JkTE2YVqvI/s320/IMG_2579.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355472293828803330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1rP5u5mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/W-O7ni4jXco/s1600-h/IMG_2590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ1rP5u5mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/W-O7ni4jXco/s320/IMG_2590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355472292760446562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was all go here over the weekend. Saturday involved a trip to the vets woo hoo I dragged mum in there I love visiting Donald the owner. I have a little patch on my leg where I lost some fur and mum was being neurotic wanting it checked out. As soon as we got there I squealed and squealed at the door for Donald to come and get me. The door opened and no Donald, some woman was there! I was most upset at this and decided I would be as awkward as possible when she tried to look at my leg. Eventually mum made me give in but I made sure the vet knew that I was not happy that Donald was not there. Good news was though my leg was nothing to worry about. Mum and dad asked if they could way Skye (or Jabba as she is known). She has been on a very strict diet. Mum says she has always been a chunky dog and always struggled with her weight but since she was neutered she turned into a big pudding (tee hee hee). She has lost 2kg in weight so she got lots of cuddles from mum and dad (grrrr I hate it when she gets more attention than me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the vets we got a quick walk in the woods (not long as it was sooooo hot) then mum and dad went to pick new flooring for the water damaged bits of out house (weeee new floors to skid on, can't wait). Then mum and dad did lots of cleaning (I helped by throwing my toys all over the floor)as we had people coming to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cleaning dad lit the barbecue mmmmmm my favourite smell. Son after mum's best friend from home and her partner came which meant lots of cuddles and new people to play with. As they were new people me and Skye looked at them as cute as can be till they gave us barbecue titbits (mum growled at us for that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday the visitors wanted to go out and about and hopefully see some dolphins. We went to Lochness first to see the monster but sadly he didn't come out to play. We stopped for ice cream and then we went off to Fort George to see if we could catch the dolphins. Much to the visitors dismay they were nowhere to be seen. I impressed dad with my jumping skills, I was measuring up the Fort wall and he said there was no way I could jump up onto it. Guess who had to prove him wrong :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visitors have gone now so less people to adore us :-( Mum also keeps muttering to me that I will be getting another sister in the not too distant future, not sure I like the idea of someone else taking cuddles away from me hmmmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mum wants me to give a public service announcement as she is a bit upset with some people. She met them a while ago when we were visiting the pet shop. They had a husky who had come from Cyprus with them when they moved. They were wanting a friend for him so mum suggested they join the local breed club forum. Well they joined there and first thing they asked was did anyone have any wolf grey pups with blue eyes for sale, this didn't go down well in the world of serious husky breeders. Mum thought people judged them harshly and stuck up for them. Anyway they got the pup they wanted. However they have now gone to the breed club asking if someone wants both dogs as they don't want them anymore :-( Mum would love to be able to take them but ther eisn't enough room here and as Skye has issues with other dogs it wouldn't be fair to her to bring other adult dogs here. Mum is sad and angry and wants to remind people that 1) if they are looking at a husky as a pet to please please do lots of research and make sure that they are the breed for you 2) Make sure you are prepared to make a lifetime commitment, we are not toys to be got rid of if you suddenly decide to change some aspect of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-8922453489260928613?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/8922453489260928613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8922453489260928613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8922453489260928613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy weekend'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SlJ2P9GvK1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/6VDQJ-sNzzM/s72-c/IMG_2600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-8139065153699931096</id><published>2009-06-29T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:51:57.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkNMQ5Xw8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/I_mkFcz45Fk/s1600-h/IMG_2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkNMQ5Xw8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/I_mkFcz45Fk/s320/IMG_2575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352824136451736514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkNLZO8bdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/HP5D96f-fsQ/s1600-h/IMG_2550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkNLZO8bdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/HP5D96f-fsQ/s320/IMG_2550.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352824121509834194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMI_mb0wI/AAAAAAAAAPw/B9ZzJ2ZyHKo/s1600-h/IMG_2546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMI_mb0wI/AAAAAAAAAPw/B9ZzJ2ZyHKo/s320/IMG_2546.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352822980757672706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMIi51aNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6V88NVpw23s/s1600-h/IMG_2573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMIi51aNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6V88NVpw23s/s320/IMG_2573.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352822973054413010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMIMEzvII/AAAAAAAAAPg/2Yqpst9LveQ/s1600-h/IMG_2569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMIMEzvII/AAAAAAAAAPg/2Yqpst9LveQ/s320/IMG_2569.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352822966926425218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMH0fzjYI/AAAAAAAAAPY/6gj1VlTAJ4Y/s1600-h/IMG_2564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMH0fzjYI/AAAAAAAAAPY/6gj1VlTAJ4Y/s320/IMG_2564.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352822960597208450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMHrtXgoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cDtQi_592w4/s1600-h/IMG_2560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkMHrtXgoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cDtQi_592w4/s320/IMG_2560.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352822958238171778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hitting google to find a new walk for the 2 madams  we headed out to try Drummuir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some gorgeous walks there we headed down by the old railway line (and got a glimpse of the old train that runs), a lovely shady woods helped keep the girls cool in the awful heat. Was lots of new things for them to see a pond full of ducks (Kayla was licking her lips) a couple of very brave sheep (Kayla did her best meercat impression at this point I really think she was pondering a lamb dinner) and lots of horses which the girls are not really used to seeing. Nice for mum she go a wee glimpse of the castle (not a great view as it was hidden by lots of trees). There was a lovely little ford for the girls to splash about in to cool down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly mum must have touched something nasty in the woods as by the end of the walk her hand was the size of an elephants hoof and the day had to be cut short for a trip to the hospital casualty department.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-8139065153699931096?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/8139065153699931096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-fun.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8139065153699931096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8139065153699931096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-fun.html' title='Sunday Fun'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkkNMQ5Xw8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/I_mkFcz45Fk/s72-c/IMG_2575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-9048653782711883954</id><published>2009-06-27T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:14:03.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaZJ2X_fSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/XeO05vFfD5I/s1600-h/IMG_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaZJ2X_fSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/XeO05vFfD5I/s320/IMG_2538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352133601670429986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaZJu4nuSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/zav-uk-2-6s/s1600-h/IMG_2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaZJu4nuSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/zav-uk-2-6s/s320/IMG_2535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352133599659800866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXGM4dhcI/AAAAAAAAAO4/xex3osoAJXA/s1600-h/IMG_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXGM4dhcI/AAAAAAAAAO4/xex3osoAJXA/s320/IMG_2527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352131339969463746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXF0-5JgI/AAAAAAAAAOw/K_Nd6Wgrb9U/s1600-h/IMG_2518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXF0-5JgI/AAAAAAAAAOw/K_Nd6Wgrb9U/s320/IMG_2518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352131333553989122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXFrGdKjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/qwCRWKtKdhI/s1600-h/IMG_2507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXFrGdKjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/qwCRWKtKdhI/s320/IMG_2507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352131330901355058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXFVhoOvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/fekmCIcMhMs/s1600-h/IMG_2495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXFVhoOvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/fekmCIcMhMs/s320/IMG_2495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352131325109746418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXEzu1GQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/s8VZS-sFyS8/s1600-h/IMG_2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaXEzu1GQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/s8VZS-sFyS8/s320/IMG_2521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352131316038310146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The terrible twosome had a fun day today :-) We took them along to what we thought was a companion show but was actually a pet parade kind of thing. We had been going to put both girls in as with Kayla being the showdog and racing dog they don't have many fun things together. Sadly a friend (thanks Esme) informed us that as Kayla qualified for next years Crufts if anyone reported her being in a non kennel club endorsed event she might be prevented from entering Crufts. Yet another ridiculous example of Kennel Club stupidity if that is a correnct fact but we thought better safe than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it gave Skye a chance to be the main attraction and get the attention for a change, of course Princess Kayla was not amused with this and you can see her displeasure on some of the pictures of her :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main pleasure of the day was that I realised Kayla is actually fine with other dogs. I have mentioned before that she is very dominant and a lot of the experiences I have with non husky owners have made me feel that I have a "bad"dog in terms of her interaction with other dogs. We had actually bumped into our dog groomer earlier in the week with her 2 huskies. Kayla was her usual vocal lunging self but then watching her body language I became a little puzzled. She would do the the jumping in lunging and yowelling at the dogs but then she turned away and sat facing away from them which I believe is meant to be quite a calming signal of their intentions. Our groomer said that maybe we think she is worse than she actually is because it is not often she gets to interact with other huskies. The dogs we generally meet are any breed other than husky and usually the result is Kayla appears quite dominant (and they interpret it as agressive scowl or comment to us then run off with their dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today she surprised us again. She played nicely with a wee terrier, still laughing Esme at him giving her a right telling off, she really did not know what to make of that lol. We then bumped into some friends who had 2 of their huskies out, we were not sure how it could go with hanging out in a pack as Skye has nervous aggression issues with her past and as I have mentioned before Kayla can be very dominant. Well both girls had a blast. Kayla was actually very submissive to the boys oh and a complete slut too. She really has the morals of an alley cat hahah. After the parade she met up with the rest of our friend's pack and had more husky play fun and I think she picked a special boyfriend out of the pack :p (well he was special today but she is quite fickle haha). Even grumpy old Skye was in playful mood, more with Kayla than the other dogs and she decided that she doesn't like her old boyfriend Copper any more lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided it would be nice for us all to go to lunch in Lossiemouth. Our friends dogs could stay in their nice cool van but our babies couldn't stay in our hot car in the sunshine. There is a nice pub in Lossiemouth the  Skerry Brae Inn which serves food and lets us take the girls in with us :-) So we had a lovely lunch and a cheeky drink and the girls who were tired just lay down nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we took all the dogs for a quick play on the beach. the adults all got wetter than the dogs as we all took our shoes off and paddled while all the dogs decided swimming was not for them. Skye and Kayla can both swim but decided that the  waves at the beach were certainly not fun to go more than ankle deep in lol. Never mid they had a splash and a play and finished exhausting themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to finish the evening by getting the barbecue out - much to the girls delight as they know that means we will let them have a rare treat by having some of the leftover meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway pics today are of Skye in the ring (and Kayla complaining) and then them relaxing while dad did the manly barbecuing. No pics of the dog play or paddling in the beach as mam decided she didn't want to risk her expensive camera getting ruined in the melee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's lesson was my youngest baby is not a problem dog it is just the ignorance of non husky owners who don't understand husky behavior. I am going to stop feeling guilty when I walk her and smile sweetly at ignorant dog owners who scowl disapprovingly at my "vicious" dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-9048653782711883954?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/9048653782711883954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-summer-fun.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/9048653782711883954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/9048653782711883954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-summer-fun.html' title='Saturday Summer Fun'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SkaZJ2X_fSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/XeO05vFfD5I/s72-c/IMG_2538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-5853459953144109332</id><published>2009-06-14T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:38:06.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach playdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SjVD_3Z-7lI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kYDlb4dW18E/s1600-h/IMG_1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SjVBBk6Hn_I/AAAAAAAAANg/baVibDUOiQk/s320/IMG_1556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347251627915452402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SjVBBcyIvYI/AAAAAAAAANY/s4xEo0Stxv8/s1600-h/IMG_1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SjVBBcyIvYI/AAAAAAAAANY/s4xEo0Stxv8/s320/IMG_1554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347251625734487426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SjVBBSt4i-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/UlIVcRjZWfQ/s1600-h/IMG_1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SjVBBSt4i-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/UlIVcRjZWfQ/s320/IMG_1649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347251623032294370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday Kayla got an afternoon out at the beach with a husky friend. She really doesn't get much opportunity to play with other dogs. Her big sister Skye is kinda grumpy and doesn't play with her and because Kayla is so dominant and doesn't understand how to greet other dogs appropriately she doesn't get to play with many strange dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However "little" Skye is a couple of months younger than her and they have had a few playdates since they were both wee babies. Last time "little" Skye visited Kayla was very dominant as Skye was visiting her home so we decided a neutral venue may result in Kayle being less of a bossy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play date was a success Kayla was a dominant bossy cow for 10 mins before remembering that she likes little Skye and having a good few hours of play on the beach with her. Even grumpy old Skye joined in a bit (poor little Skye has tried many times to make friends with her without any luck). There was much tangling of leads and owners landing on their backside in the sand but a good day was had by all and the girls slept like logs when we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Little Skye who had her first go at showing at Keith Companion show today with her mum Shiree and got a 2nd, 3rd and 4th placing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-5853459953144109332?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/5853459953144109332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach-playdate.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5853459953144109332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5853459953144109332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach-playdate.html' title='Beach playdate'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SjVD_3Z-7lI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kYDlb4dW18E/s72-c/IMG_1709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-8953643742285534417</id><published>2009-05-31T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:21:03.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banff Moray and Nairn Canine Club Open Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Si3_RarQeaI/AAAAAAAAANI/jtVxpBeEEbo/s1600-h/Banff+3+DSD_3680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Si3_RarQeaI/AAAAAAAAANI/jtVxpBeEEbo/s320/Banff+3+DSD_3680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345209007442262434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Si3_RJubF8I/AAAAAAAAANA/w7bGz2faNyk/s1600-h/Banff+2++DSD_3478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Si3_RJubF8I/AAAAAAAAANA/w7bGz2faNyk/s320/Banff+2++DSD_3478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345209002892138434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Si3_RG5GTcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/e9zIqzm3lto/s1600-h/Banff+1++DSD_3316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Si3_RG5GTcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/e9zIqzm3lto/s320/Banff+1++DSD_3316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345209002131606978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good day for Kayla 1st in Post Grad bitch, best of breed and third in the working group. Was a very hot day not ideal for Kayla who was a bit grumpy and not at her best. Huskies really suffer in the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few positives and negatives met some lovely new people, also found some ignorant they didn't move their dogs from Kayla when they tried to play or when they were bothering Kayla who being very dominant can be very grumpy when dogs repeatedly invade her space. I guess I need to learn to be more assertive with people and ask them to move their dogs away but I don't like causing offense to people. I also had one lady who really really upset me. Due to space constraints I had to crate Kayla along with my other dog Skye until some of the classes finished and people left freeing up space to put up my second crate. Skye has had a very bad life, I am her 3rd owner and as a baby she was savaged and almost killed by a Japanese Akita. As a result of this she is nervous around dogs and Kayla being the way she is can be a bit much for her at times. They had a little disagreement in the crate which I sorted quickly with a squoosh of water and a telling off and they soon settled. However one lady decided to come up to me and tell me that due to new Kennel Club rules since the BBC tv programme I could find myself reported for having having dangerous dogs and removed from the show! I looked at her in disbelief and said they had a minor disagreement they are settled now and huskies are generally rough with each other anyway! She said didn't matter people could have found their actions (20 seconds of growelling) upsetting and that would be it I would be done for having dangerous dogs! I have never heard such rubbish in my life. I did read the kennel club rules when I got home and presume she was referring to the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It simply is not acceptable that a dog displays aggression in competition. If your dog growls, or otherwise shows aggression, the judge will immediately exclude the dog from the ring, and from further competition. It is of paramount importance that your dog has an entirely stable temperament when attending any canine event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can anyone introduce me to a dog that has never taken a dislike to another or been a bit grumpy? Kayla has always behaved well at previous shows but I find it worrying that having a grump with her sister could cause her to be thrown out of a show and a lot of huskies have varying growls that are them chatting. Skye makes lots of talkative growls you can have entire conversations with her, she only ever howls or grumbles away to you she never barks. I also find it annoying that other people's ignorance in letting their dogs continually annoy a dog rather than allowing the dog its space could lead to this rule perhaps being used. To be honest I saw many dogs on the day grumble at other dogs they met and I see that as entirely normal and not a display of agression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I am becoming more and more upset at the ignorance displayed against huskies. They are very different from other breeds theier posture is very dominant they tend to greet other dogs chest puffed out head and tail proudly upwards. They are very vocal and playful along with this. People often misinterpret this as viciousness. Now Kayla is very dominant as Skye is a weak dog so she has never been put in her place by her and most dogs we meet unless they are fairly submissive result in Kayla trying to be boss. Unfortunately most times other owners run off with their dogs immediately and never let us work through it (of course Kayla always thinks she has won when the other dog is hurried off and it just makes her more exciteable when meeting the next dog) Generally with a telling off and reintroduction of the other dog Kayla generally just ends up playing happily! Thankfully I chatted to another husky breeder at the show who assured me that Kayla was just expressing her dominance and once she meets a dog that knocks her on her ass and gives her a telling and she will calm down. In the meantime I work hard on her manners and read her body language so that if I can see she is going to meet inappropriately I will keep her out of the way of the other dog. I just wish other people would prevent their dogs invading Kayla's space and have the courtesy to not allow their dog to continually wind mine up!&lt;br /&gt;This has made me seriously wonder whether to stick to champ shows and large open shows where there is more space and seemingly more experienced dog owners,  where we have not encountered this before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-8953643742285534417?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/8953643742285534417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/05/banff-moray-and-nairn-canine-club-open.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8953643742285534417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/8953643742285534417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/05/banff-moray-and-nairn-canine-club-open.html' title='Banff Moray and Nairn Canine Club Open Show'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Si3_RarQeaI/AAAAAAAAANI/jtVxpBeEEbo/s72-c/Banff+3+DSD_3680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-5885644596398028136</id><published>2009-05-17T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:41:41.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SKC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG5qGPNZII/AAAAAAAAAMw/HAW38s3EAHg/s1600-h/IMG_1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG5qGPNZII/AAAAAAAAAMw/HAW38s3EAHg/s320/IMG_1444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337251166290797698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG5p-oDBtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/XV1goTNKArE/s1600-h/IMG_1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG5p-oDBtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/XV1goTNKArE/s320/IMG_1495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337251164247492306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG5piaqE5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/xjsv9ZhcdUM/s1600-h/IMG_1485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG5piaqE5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/xjsv9ZhcdUM/s320/IMG_1485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337251156675138450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG3UXldNBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IBnJgVmuJNc/s1600-h/IMG_1476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG3UXldNBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IBnJgVmuJNc/s320/IMG_1476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337248593967133714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG3UIgBCMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/d2Gyw-0Aoc4/s1600-h/IMG_1441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG3UIgBCMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/d2Gyw-0Aoc4/s320/IMG_1441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337248589917784258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what a weekend. It was off to the groomers on Saturday and Kayla came home looking stunning, however her and Skye were grumbley all night. Eventually it erupted into full scale war and Kayla was left with bleeding scabby paws that she would not let me clean up :-( As if that was not enough dad decided to drop the sauce for our dinner over her, I began to think the show would be cursed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at SKC at 8.30 am (in somewhat of a coma after being up at 3am) and bumped straight into our breeder. We got to meet her wee sister Falon who was recently returned to the breeder by her owners who had obviously not been truly prepared for a husky. She is a pretty wee thing but so different from Kayla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long wait for the junior bitch class as judging was slow. We decided that as it was a husky breeder judge and a large class of 12 for us that even being placed would be fantastic! Kayla really hasn't been herself this week, she has been really subdued and whiny. On the first runs around the ring she was great and she behaved nicely while the judge went over her (bit worried as the vet had his hand up her ass earlier in the week so was not sure if she would be skittish). Then came our triangle which she did lovely but then came the twice up and down and she just did not want to trot and nooby show mum did not know what to do other than drag her. At that point I thought that's it we will be binned (she gave us another chance to trot and again Kayla was not having it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what for me was a shock Kayla got the first place :-) When we got back to our breeder and other people we know I got helpful advice for Kayla behaving like that in the future, breeder said I didn't have to run her in the same place, if she didn't like that spot just move her a few feet over and more often than not that does the trick. Another lady said it may have been that as we had boxers in the ring next to us and they throw their treats that it may have been stray treats distracting her (that actually may fit because I think she did pick something up just before the trot and now I think of it was gagging a bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it was great to be get that win under a breed specialist and as apparently she generally likes racy types we know that she should fair ok under them and her last win was under an allrounder so we know know she it pretty enough although athletic build to win them over.&lt;br /&gt;Her breeder is over the moon with her and has asked how we might feel about them taking her for a week or two after our next champ show and they will take her to Richmond and maybe some others that are too far for us to try and get her some more placings. I think that would be great for her as their dogs stand beautifully so they can iron some of the kinks out for me and will do her good to be shown by someone less nervous and inexperienced :-)&lt;br /&gt;I will post piccies tonight as still have them all to sort through :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-5885644596398028136?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/5885644596398028136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/05/skc.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5885644596398028136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/5885644596398028136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/05/skc.html' title='SKC'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/ShG5qGPNZII/AAAAAAAAAMw/HAW38s3EAHg/s72-c/IMG_1444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-799285223034723931</id><published>2009-04-19T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:51:49.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the beach</title><content type='html'>Well no pictures on this entry as mum forgot the camera on both days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to Kayla's bad behaviour on the lead (pulling mum the length of the field on her nose in the snow) the long flexi leads were confiscated and Kayla has been put on a halti. However on Saturday we decided to take them to Roseisle for a run on the scooter and a play on the beach. They ran round the forest on the scooter and then I brought out the flexi leads for a play on the beach (Skye is overweight again so needs as much running as possible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a whale of a time play fighting and chasing each other in the sea, they both love the water and even grumpy Skye plays like a child in it. We stopped off for ice cream and the girls slept like logs all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As today was such a glorious day we decided we wanted to go somewhere different. We headed for Cawdor Castle but it was closed and impossible to find due to lack of signposts anyway!  We decided to head for Nairn beach as we didn't know any good walks nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again we decided to bring the flexi leads to let them play and help Skye burn off the calories. All was going well, Kayla was behaving well with strange dogs and both girls were play fighting and chasing each other again, ( i think they just like tying mym and dad in knots with the long leads).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the distance we saw what looked like 3 huskies. They turned out to be Northern Inuit dogs and the girls had a play with them (yes even Skye played unusual as she is nervy around strange dogs). Sadly one of the dogs decided to pee on my leg and the owners didn't even apologise or stop the dog doing it. Was a bit narked at that when they said oh he does that sometimes! Ever heard of training?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carried on our walk then Kayla got excited when she saw some horses. She pulled and managed to snap the flexi lead! I was mortified that she may chase the horses and get a kick in the head. However dad had the good sense to run the other way with Skye and call her. Thankfully that worked and we caught her. Its a husky owners biggest worry for them to escape or get off lead as they have a high prey drive and such an inbuilt drive to run that there is a big risk you may never see them again! Recall is not a husky's strongest point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily as Skye is placid we hooked her up with what was left of the broken lead and put Kayla on the other lead so that we could get back to the car! Luckily we also had the short leads so we swapped to them and went for ice cream (and yes the girls loved getting a wee taste of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are loving this spring weather because mum and dad will do longer walks with them. They are not looking forward to summer as due to the risk of overheating they will only get early morning and late night walks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-799285223034723931?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/799285223034723931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-at-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/799285223034723931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/799285223034723931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-at-beach.html' title='Fun at the beach'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-3669688471869511065</id><published>2009-04-12T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:20:55.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJNGpQoCUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3jh_7lOyiNE/s1600-h/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJNGpQoCUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3jh_7lOyiNE/s320/IMG_1348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323902486055487810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJLcbLJV3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Io5vXNwSKyM/s1600-h/IMG_1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJLcbLJV3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Io5vXNwSKyM/s320/IMG_1383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323900661208274802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJKmmMs1pI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dLDR3doDVwI/s1600-h/IMG_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJKmmMs1pI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dLDR3doDVwI/s320/IMG_1376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323899736454649490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJJ91oBsxI/AAAAAAAAALw/krT7qMvQUNc/s1600-h/IMG_1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJJ91oBsxI/AAAAAAAAALw/krT7qMvQUNc/s320/IMG_1341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323899036221158162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJJZg5m6vI/AAAAAAAAALo/Bo87t5nCMfo/s1600-h/IMG_1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJJZg5m6vI/AAAAAAAAALo/Bo87t5nCMfo/s320/IMG_1327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323898412182465266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJIBIKxeiI/AAAAAAAAALg/wMVls7o7vT4/s1600-h/IMG_1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJIBIKxeiI/AAAAAAAAALg/wMVls7o7vT4/s320/IMG_1267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323896893715085858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  few weeks ago we decided to buy a caravan ready for the winter season of sled racing. Most people sleep in their dog vans but me and the girls are a bit more high maintenance than that! A friend of Rob's was selling an old one cheap. It is in almost immaculate condition so after trying it out for a night we bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Easter weekend seemed to be defying the Easter weekend bad weather forecast we decided it would be nice to spend a day somewhere in the caravan. As we have not yet had a tow bar stabiliser fitted to the car we decided to stay closer to home so booked a pitch in Cullen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived just after lunch and once parked on our pitch decided to take the girls for a little walk so that they could relieve themselves! Our short walk turned into a walk lasting a good few hours. We got some good photo's of the sea, seagulls in flight and a boat! There was time for a quick walk through town for ice cream at the end of the walk........ yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took forever to get back to our caravan as everyone wanted to stop and pet Kayla and big sis Skye. The girls enjoyed being staked out on the grass outside the caravan while mum and dad made like pensioners and got out the foldy chairs to enjoy a wee bit of sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the sun went into hiding it was time for a cuppa and a dash for a healthy chippy tea and of course Arden Grange and some fat busting diet food for poor fatty Skye. After tea a quick walk was in order, we bumped into the owners of the caravan park who said there were some more huskies in another caravan. As we started our walk a lady shouted at us and pointed to her huskies in their caravan barking excitedly at the girls. They were asking about our dog scooter as they were interested in buying one. We had a nice chat and agreed to meet up in the morning so that they could have a look at it. We got back to our walk just in time to catch some photos of the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the girls loved their evening in the caravan, its great fun because mum lets them on the sofa  for cuddles and then they get to snuggle up on the bed when it's time for sleep. Even Skye was smiling and being super cuddly and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls decided it would be great fun to wake mum up at 8am for a pee knowing full well mum can't go back to sleep once she is awake! More fun being staked outside the caravan while mum and dad enjoy breakfast. We decided to go for an early morning scooter run and meet our new husky friends on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla decides to be reasonably well behaved and just woo woo a bit at them. Kayla and Skye show off by having a great run pulling the scooter. We then took Skye off as she can't run far and let the male husky have a go with Kayla. Kayla decides its time to be bossy and try to eat his ears every time he gets level or ahead of her. We got lots of good photos of the husky fun then stop for lots of water and a rest because it was a bit hot for running. Kayla decides she doesn't like the husky and malamute bitches and decides to have a fight with them. She does like Odin the big boy though and flirts like a complete hussy and eats Skye's ears every time she tries to play with him. Skye generally doesn't like any huskies as she is an old grump so is upset that when she decided she liked one bossy Kayla wouldn't let her join in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get back to our new friends' caravan and decide to be nosy and have a good look round it. Funnily enough its same make and nearly as old as ours (theirs is posher though a shower and an oven!) and we find out how to make our beds work properly. Woo hoo no more using the tables like boards lol. We also admire their car/pickup which has loads of room and is refrigerated to keep the dogs nice an cool. As if we are not envious enough at this point they show us their fab no spill water bowls (will be googling those). Sadly it was then lunch time and time to vacate the caravan park and say good bye to our new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not all bad though we got to spend the rest of the afternoon in the garden enjoying the sunshine and the girls can spend the rest of the night laughing at mum's slightly burned face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb176/britnyalf/Cullen/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb176/britnyalf/Cullen%202/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-3669688471869511065?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/3669688471869511065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3669688471869511065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/3669688471869511065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SeJNGpQoCUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3jh_7lOyiNE/s72-c/IMG_1348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857566320977149556.post-4198597927491844472</id><published>2009-04-08T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:55:09.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayla's year so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sd0cfmfzb4I/AAAAAAAAALU/NdN5uPMAC-M/s1600-h/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sd0cfmfzb4I/AAAAAAAAALU/NdN5uPMAC-M/s320/IMG_1206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322441663857258370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sd0bpG4oBzI/AAAAAAAAALM/1aBAsisAROc/s1600-h/IMG_1183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sd0bpG4oBzI/AAAAAAAAALM/1aBAsisAROc/s320/IMG_1183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322440727658497842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sd0aYda171I/AAAAAAAAALE/tiITp3W3M7U/s1600-h/IMG_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sd0aYda171I/AAAAAAAAALE/tiITp3W3M7U/s320/IMG_1167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322439342138191698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess it is about time I got this blog started! We didn't have a great start to our year, mostly due to me losing my nerve about the idea of showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first shows ............ Or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eventually decided to get back on the horse to to speak so planned 2 shows  for February. However I then pulled out thinking Kayla was having a silent season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla's First Race .......... Or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then turned our attention to racing and decided that we would make the Scottish Husky Club Race meet at Quithel Kayla's first race. We trained hard and took her out training with friends in preparation. Quithel is the last race of the season so we thought it would be a great way to see how much work was needed to start racing in earnest next year. Madam Kayla however had other ideas and decided to come into season, ever the awkward little girl! We kept fingers crossed that Kayla would have a textbook season and finish in time for her big race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you guessed it no textbook season, we held on till the day before the meet before making the decision to pull out of the race. We were gutted all that work and even the effort of getting a caravan so that high maintenence mum would agree to camp out and sample the Quithel meet party atmosphere. We decided to salvage the weekend by taing the caravan to Aberlour and testing it out to see if it was worth buying for the next rally season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess you are probably thinking at this point nothing else could go wrong? We all enjoy our night in the caravan (the girls love this being allowed up on the sofa for cuddles idea) but Kayla decides the gas fire is really interesting and would be nice to cuddle. Disaster we now have a husky with a singed coat all down one side and our first show is in 2 weeks cue hysterical mam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla's First Show arrives at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 4th comes and we send Kayla to the groomers hoping her coat can be sorted and she won't come out clipped like a poodle! Thankfully the groomer does a great job, she has managed to brush out all of Kayla's dead hair (including most of the singed hair) and thankfully she doesn't look like a poodle although she does smell a bit like an old lady who visited the salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 5th ............. Scottish Siberian Husky Open Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive and bump straight into our breeders who are delighted with how Kayla has grown up and tell us that she is looking stunning and is going home with them after the show!  Our aim for this show was to improve my confidence by me not embarassing myself and to hopefully  at least get placed. Our breeder gives me some great tips for standing Kayla better and a kind friend of theirs lends us a better show lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the ring and I recognise some of the breeders I always see in the placings for all the Scottish shows so it's stiff competition! I do my best to keep calm and pray that Kayla behaves. Well she was an absolute angel and show off, she was alert, stood reasonably well (look I am a perfectionist if a leg is even a millimetre out of place I stress), she moved beautifully (so I am told) and she behaved for the judge - no sitting or acting up while she is going over her. Well much to my shock she gets 1st in her class Junior Bitch. Us and her breeders are overjoyed and her little brother also takes 1st in Junior dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day wears on and we anxiously await our first time ever having to compete against other winners - its Best Bitch in Show time. I wasn't expecting much from this was just chuffed to be in that line up. Our breeders Champion Bitch took Best Bitch in Show (no surprise there she is a one off and wins everything she goes in!). Well you could have knocked me over with a feather when the judge gave Kayla Reserve Best Bitch in Show! I had to do my best not to burst into tears or pass out. Our breeder and us were so proud and at this point I thought I coudl just chill out and enjoy watching the end of the show......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsurprisingly our breeder won Best in Show so imagine my surprise when my breeder grabs hold of me and shouts back in the ring! The rotten so and so's hadn't dare tell me that if they won I had to go back in the ring in case I had a nervous breakdown lol. The losing dog won Reserve Best in Show but Kayla loved one last chance at showing off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say it was roast chicken dinner all round on Sunday night and Kayla is pleased as punch with herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway apologies for the long rambling post but I am on cloud nine right now. Next stop SKC in May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857566320977149556-4198597927491844472?l=kaylahusky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/feeds/4198597927491844472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/04/kaylas-year-so-far.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4198597927491844472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857566320977149556/posts/default/4198597927491844472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylahusky.blogspot.com/2009/04/kaylas-year-so-far.html' title='Kayla&apos;s year so far'/><author><name>Britny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01920386409101418783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/SMGiudoke2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/am_GokEACzI/S220/Kaylaquithel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gI7bUQpbSw/Sd0cfmfzb4I/AAAAAAAAALU/NdN5uPMAC-M/s72-c/IMG_1206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
