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Walchi 02May1996 – 07April2011

She was a loving and true companion through good times and bad, who ran, played, traveled and slept with her “pack” of humans.

Cezar was rescued from a roadside puppymill in Missouri in 1995. He lived with us for almost 14 years making us laugh, cry, and ordering us around. His lovely singing voice brought joy to so many people. We will miss his fabulous personality and beautiful blue eyes forever. He was our love. More pics

Jack. Laura, and Codi (his little mixed breed rescue sister)

BOZ April 2009

SYLVESTER March 2009

SPUTIE  December 2008

Sputie completed 17 of the 40 miles towards her working pack dog title.  She started a reading program at Iditarod Elementary School.  She gave me a lot of love over the past 50 weeks, and rarely stopped wagging her tail.  I will miss her,  it's just not the same without her in the room lying on the floor (or the BED).

Attached is her final picture taken in her last hour with me.

THANKS SPUTIE I LOVE YOU!!!!

DURANGO December 2008

Durango (aka Beanie) was a true mixed breed dog who while she did not likely have a single drop of husky blood in her, was frequently visited by her multiple husky "cousins".  While she was always much older than they were, she shared her home with them when they visited and tolerated their pestering.  She was a very loyal family dog for over eleven years and her presence will be missed by her human and canine companions.  She was brave, patient, and kind until the end.

APOLLO & ZEUS December 2008

I had the honor and privilege to be the human loved by Apollo and Zeus.They were father and son and I learned so much from them. They taught me what unconditional love really means, it means always and forever. They are together again as of December 24, 2008. Apollo, on the left, lived 13 years and Zeus 12.  I was very lucky to be the  human they shared this life with.  I hope that I am  Half the person that they thought I was.  They are missed enormously but the silence in my home is deafening.  That is why I have  decided to apply for adoption of another sibe. Irving Townsend said," We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more delicate than our own, live within a fragile circle,  easily and often breached, still we would have it no other way, never fully  understanding the necessary plan."

FANG June 2008

Last Kiss

Fang

01/08/2002 to 06/14/2008

DIXIE March 2008

When they write the stories of good and great dogs, they should include my beautiful Dixie--a Spitz/Samoyed stray who became my constant companion for more than 13 years.

Dixie had been thrown out of a moving car miles out in the country, at the age of about 12-months.  She was left injured, to fend for herself without food or water.  She survived for some time on acorns and pecans, garbage and road kill--and what water she could find in ditches and streams.   She developed mange and every disease and autoimmune disease known to dogs from the exposure and lack of adequate diet.  She was bleeding and raw from the tip of her nose to her mid-section and scared to death, when a lovely woman found her and took her to the vet.  This woman also paid to have her treated and dipped repeatedly over the next several months and cared for her until she could locate a home (mine) and someone to love and adopt her.  I never regretted the choice. Dixie was smart and wisely learned from the corrections she saw other dogs receive--and never repeated their mistakes.  She was my protector and best friend--loyal to a fault and faithful.  She kept my aging male Border Collie company for 11 years--until his 14-year-old body gave out.  She grieved deeply for him, not certain what had happened to her best dog buddy, after the vet had euthanized him.  A few days afterward, I took her out for a walk with her GSD companion, Mischka.  A neighbor was walking our way with her B&W Border Collie on lead.  When Dixie saw him, she got all excited--dancing on her little white feet--until he got close enough to see that it wasn't Scooter.  She just wilted.  The joy and happy light in her eyes just turned off like an electric light, and it would break your heart to see her!  She had been so thrilled at seeing her old friend--she thought.  It reinforced what I already knew--that dogs are smart and loving and loyal--and I burst into tears at her obvious pain.  God rest her sweet little soul--I miss her dreadfully and will always love my little Southern belle...sweet Dixie.    Pat D.

 

PEJA May 1

 I came into Husky Haven very sick with a lung problem and my Husky Haven mom saved me, she said she saw something very special in me and just had to rescue me. I was such a sweetie, my Husky Haven mom let me live in the house with her and she would give me my lung treatments every day. I kept her company and unlike other Siberians, would love to play ball. I have gone to Husky Heaven where I can run and play and take big,happy breaths now. I am up here right now playing FETCH with the Angels. Thanks for helping me make my journey home!

Kody September 2006

Kodiak, August 7, 2007

Niko, November 12, 2007

Beloved friend and precious boy Niko passed peacefully in his sleep on Monday, November 12.  In his twelve years, this handsome boy touched the heart of every person who was lucky enough to meet him.  Niko never met a person that he didn’t like, and he showed his love with his big Niko smile, a constant wagging of his tail and the big husky kisses that he liked to give his friends. 

Niko loved sunbathing on the porch, chasing bunnies in his sleep, and going for the morning walk.  But he was never more comfortable than when he was curled up on the couch with Momma and Lexi.

Niko leaves behind his loving Momma and his sister Lexi, as well as countless friends and admirers who love him, including his good friend Jay, for whom he will always remain “my fuzzy buddy.”

 Rest in peace, Frankie.  Momma and Lexi love you and we miss you more than you can ever know.  We will see you soon, precious boy.

ARTIC Monday July 30, 2007

From: Sugarland
Sex: MaleAge: 6
Coat: Gray & White
Eye Color: Brown

This eve I went out to eat with David. When I cam home I went to put the three dogs up for the night and could only find two. David had already left so I called him to come back before it got dark. I was checking the fence line to see if I could find a hole and get a clue as to which way he got out. While I was looking I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I knew in a minute it was Artic! He was laying in the path by the tree just like he had been walking and just fell over. He was dead. I was still on the phone with David so he came back and with the help of Jimmy--the guy that boards his horses in my lot----they got him into my car. I took him to the ER clinic to be held for cremation.

He was HW neg and neutered when I got him from Sugarland AC. I have no idea what happened to him. No snake bite etc etc.

He was probably about 6 but may have been older. He was well mannered and well taken care of. So I have no clue.

Husky Haven

Kisimba Early September 1996—July 2, 2007

A very, very lucky dog!  - Kisimba

Here’s how Kisimba came to be at Husky Haven – what luck!

One dark night in about September, 1996, “Jane” and “John”  (not their real names) were driving down  a country road.  They saw something walking on the side of the road, and “John”, thinking it was a possum said he would run over it and put it out of its misery.  As he was going to do this, “Jane” said “Don’t!  It’s a pig.!”  (She thought it was a pot-bellied pig).  Then she looked more closely and said, “It’s not a pig; it’s a puppy!”    After trips to the police station and the local emergency clinic (where they spent all their money) they realized that neither of them could provide a home for the dog.  They made a bed for the pup in the back of the truck, and it spent the night in the truck at the ranch where “Jane” worked.

And, miracle of miracles, the next day a dear friend of Pat’s son David was clearing trees at the ranch.    He said, “I know who will take that dog.”    So Greg took the dog to HH and Pat took him in.   

That puppy was me, Kisimba.   I can’t believe I am so lucky!     I am a purebred (black tongue and all) Chow Chow.    I’m not show dog candidate – I have a pink nose and I am kinda small.    I didn’t have a hair on my head due to a severe case of mange, but through Husky Haven and with Pat’s good care, I got well.    My coat came in – short at first –  looked just like a lion’s - but a beautiful golden color.   

Some people called Pat asking to have “that mean chow-dog.”  She replied, ever so sweetly, “I don’t have a mean chow-dog.”     And she was right – I was never mean!   I even let those grandkids hug me, though I wasn’t real crazy about it.  

Lou and Ross Parris, friends of Pat’s, saw me and took me to my forever home for theirs.   I went along with my stuffed pumpkin (I never tear up stuffed toys )  I have lived with them for nearly eleven years.   I love them dearly, and they love me too.  

I never knew quite whether I was a husky or a chow.  I had been raised with huskies, and had a lot of their traits, so I was very good with Lou’s husky foster dogs – most of which have never played.   For a few days, I would ignore them, and then I would start a game.   I would tag them and say, “Ok, you’re it.”  Then we would run around, and finally the huskies that had never played before would begin playing.  Of course, my little, short legs were no match for the long running legs of the huskies, but we had a great time. 

Still, my native chow traits are always there.   I guard my family carefully.     I sleep in their bedroom, but always between them and the door (protecting them from prowlers, you know).    If they are in different rooms during the evening, I lie on the floor somewhere between them to be sure they are both safe.     I make it point to always be there at the door to welcome them when they come home – my tail wagging over my back.   I welcome other people I really love – like Pat, for instance.   I am not a demonstrative dog – I don’t jump, lick, etc.   I don’t “kiss” either, like most dogs.   I will not even kiss my owners.  The only person I will kiss is Pat.     I am   “regal and restrained,” and if I do say so, I have very good manners.     If I feel it’s called for, I stand at full attention, my head high.

I have chased away many an intruder with my Chow bark (the UPS man is  my favorite target).    I don’t bark at other dogs, though.  But I do bark at squirrels – Then I use my “squirrel” bark. 

I don’t go many places.  I only go to the vets, the groomer, and to  Petsmart and Petco (they allow dogs inside, don’t you know).  At Petsmart and Petco I am allowed to pick out my own toys.   My favorite is a stuffed hedgehog.

Postscript from Lou and Ross:

Kisimba and we got older, and one day in June, 2007, Kisimba was diagnosed with a big mass in his heart and a lot of fluid on his abdomen.   The fluid was drained, but there was nothing to be done about the mass, and on July 2, 2007, just a bit short of his 11^th birthday, he died.    We had him cremated, and his ashes are buried with our other pets.    We will miss our “golden dog” terribly, and are forever grateful to Pat for allowing us to share his life.     A crude drawing of him that my 6 year-old grand daughter did is my computer screen saver.    Here she is with Kisimba, our “golden dog” in April of 2007. 

Shasta May 23, 2006

We lost a very dear friend May 23-2006 she was a very loving and best friend to us just like one of my own kids. Shasta was a retired sled dog of 14 and I had took her in at age of 5 and saved her from being put to sleep, she spent 8 wonderful years with us. She developed tumors in her stomach which were spreading to her lungs so I sat with her holding her as they put her to rest. Most painful experience ever to go through. But we will always have great memories of her and she will live on in our hearts. We love Shasta forever.
This was my very last picture of her the day she went to vets and never returned...here she would have been 14 in DEC.20- 2006
 
This is when I brought her home with me she was 5 years old

Love Tammy~Justin~Samantha~Paul

In Memory of Pandora Hope Malm 3/24/07

Donations in memory of Pandora were made by:

Mliss Evans

Janis & Stacey Frank

Joy Lee

In Loving Memory of Sadie Zagorski 3/01/95 - 03/11/07

We put Sadie to sleep this morning.  After being diagnosed with cancer and diabetes last May, we were very fortunate to share an addtional 9 months with her.  Irene got her as a young puppy and enjoyed her company for 12 years.  Last night she could not get up, her abdomen had swelled dramatically and we knew it was time.

We will greatly miss her stubborness and Alpha dog attitude.  

Please say a prayer for her and us.......

Sahmovarr's Silver Elite “Lightning” 4/15/95 – 2/21/07

Loved by Eileen Kosakowski

Lightning passed away last night. I am totally heartbroken. Losing 3 dogs in 1 1/2 yrs puts a real strain on your emotions. But I have such wonderful memories of all of them, those will never go away.

Even though he was blind his entire life, that never stopped him from leading a normal life. He was my first dog. He taught me how to be the dog trainer that I am today. He also taught me the true meaning of trust. I can’t even imagine my life without him. He and I have been through many happy times and many sad times. It wasn’t more than 2 weeks ago that he was at a school in Pearland giving a presentation. He was happy, bright and attentive. He loved being around people. He truly lived life to the fullest right to the end. He will be missed my many human and dog friends.

Godspeed, Lightnin

LIA ( February 24, 2007)

From: Harris
Sex: Female
Age: 8 mo
Coat: Black & White
Eye Color: Blue
House trained: Unknown
Crate trained: Yes

RUDA - MALAMUTE (September 3, 2006)

ALTHEA (August 25, 2006)

Althea died suddenly from unkown causes. She was a sweet girl that will be missed. More Pics

GRAMPS (August 3, 2006)

Gramps passed away peacefully in his sleep last night. He was with us for a little over a year. He was a great dog that will be missed.

From: BARC
Sex: Male
Age: 12
Coat: Sable & White
Eye Color: Brown
House trained: Yes
Crate trained: Yes

NOTES: I am a sable male with brown eyes. My previous owner got very sick and his family tied me up in the back yard and left me there. After he died, they sent me to the shelter to be euthanized. Husky Haven pulled me from the shelter and treated me for Hooks, whips and heartworms. I am slowly gaining my health and my dignity. If you are looking for and old guy to just hang out, I am your man. More Pic...

PENNY (May 14 2006)

I'm sad to tell you that Penny, the black and white wooly that I adopted from you several years ago, died Tuesday night.  I had a kennel club meeting so I wasn't home and my husband found a trail of blood through the house when he got home from work.  I hurried home and took her immediately to the emergency vet, but she didn't make it.  Evidently, she had developed a mass in her belly and it had ruptured.  It was very sudden and very unexpected.  She will be sorely missed by both the two-legged and four-legged ones here.  
Rest in Peace - Custer's Lucky Penny

Debbie

KASA, KAYA, KION (May '06)

BUTCH CASSIDY & SOKOKI (Jan 16 '06)

Betima was a good size girl that was rescued from Victoria Animal Control. She had just raised a litter of puppies and due to neglect, developed a mastitis infection. We started treating her for the infection, and about a week later, she developed Grand Mal Siezures that became uncontrolable. She was euthanized to end her suffering. God Speed Betima.

March 2005

Big Red came into the Conroe shelter in Nov - Dec 1999. It was immediate "love at first sight". He was a very strong HW positive, and very skinny and weak. Red was adopted in Dec. 2000.

March 14, 2004

My beloved Shadow was a rescue and was adopted about 3 years ago. She was an excellent dog with a heart of gold and the best manners I have ever seen. Unfortunately, she was taken from us this past weekend by our new neighbors pit bull, and she had gone in my arms. She was the best dog friend I have ever had and she will be so very missed. We will love her always.

March 14, 2004

Meika was my first Siberian. She was 1 of 36 Siberians rescued from an abandoned house. I adopted Meika in January 1998 and she died in February 2001 from complications from Irritable Bowel Disease. She was a wonderful dog and I enjoyed my time with her. Because of her, I am heavily involved with Husky Haven. She will be in my heart forever. Cyndi Whitley

March 17, 2004

Ray was a red & white bi-eyed male with birth defect that left his jaw misaligned. He was taken from the shelter and then became really sick. He was diagnosed with Distemper. After weeks of treatment he lost his vision and eventually his life. He was laid to rest on March 17, 2004.

Bess was a MALAMUTE about 8 years old that was rescued from The Montgomery Shelter. Her coat was severely matted and full of little sticks and feces and her nails were so long that she was walking on the back of her paws. A week after being groomed and vetted she became very sick from a sudden infection. After a week of fluid therapy and antibiotics with no response, and indications that her blood clotting factor was breaking down, it was decided to end her suffering. This poor girl had suffered enough.X-rays revealed that she was full of buckshot, indicating that at sometime in her life someone tried to kill her.Side & top view of shotgun area... rough guess is at least half a load with the rest going over her shoulder. Shot pattern is close enough that this was done at fairly close range.

This is in memory of Doc. Doc was an eighteen year old Siberian Husky who spent his life traveling in an eighteen wheeler. He traveled 2,000,000 miles and thru 48 states and all of Canada. He traveled all the way to Deadhorse Alaska and even made a trip to Saint John's Newfoundland. He loved people and they also loved him. Doc was a true and faithful friend. We will always miss him.

He passed January 10, 2003

The Brewer Family

Otana was a beautiful Siberian female. She was very sweet and good natured and we all miss her very much. She escaped and was shot by one of the neighborhood teenagers. Steve Cusack 10-1-01