The name game continues, but we are traveling back across the valley to tell you about Ruby. For the rest of the week, we will tell you about Kodiak, Qannik and then wrap it up Sunday with Cheoah. If you want to participate, check out Frankie’s blog and the rules of the game. We will, at least, finish on July 4 – the day when everyone is supposed to post their stories.
As we explained on Tuesday, Tartok settled into The Herd Annex with the hu-grandparents very quickly because he is such a well behaved gentleman. Since he had been there almost two years, the hu-grandmom wanted a playmate for Tokkie, specifically another Siberian Husky.
The hu-dad is quite the enabler when it comes to Siberian Husky addiction. One day, the hu-dad was chauffeuring The Herd around Waynesville and passed in front of Sarge’s Animal Rescue Foundation’s headquarters, where a pet adoption day was happening. Since both Qannik and Cheoah came to us via Sarge’s, we are supporters of this excellent organization. In fact, look for something special coming up soon in regards to their Annual Dog Walk on August 7. Let’s just say The Herd had better be very well behaved in this year’s walk because people will notice if they don’t behave. More on what will be happening in a later post, but if you are within driving range that day, come on down for the walk. It should be “entertaining.” To borrow a phrase from Golden Boy Luke – just sayin.
Anyway, back to Ruby. The hu-dad looks over and spies a red Siberian Husky in one of the exercise pens. He does a u-turn. (By the way, for some reason, a u-turn in a Jeep Wrangler with Siberian Huskies in the back has been known to attract attention. Imagine that). Inside that pen was a beautiful, sweet, innocent red Siberian Husky named Lil.
The hu-grandmom is called immediately and a meeting is arranged. Lil again demonstrates her beautiful, sweet side. We have since learned that she is quite the actor when it suits her. Just sayin (thanks again, Luke). This all ends with Lil coming home to live at The Herd Annex August 29, 2009. But the name Lil just did not seem to fit her. Well, as the hu-grandmom says, unless we thought of her as Diamond Lil.
Growing up, the hu-dad had a Great Aunt (maternal grandmother’s sister) who lived with his grandparents. She was a fantastic lady who said exactly what she thought, chain smoked, loved cards, and taught the hu-dad some great vocabulary over the years. Her name was – Ruby. For some reason, the name seemed to fit Lil. (Note to extended family – really, the story about it being the color of her coat is true. Sort of. In a round about way. Sigh.)
Remember the other day when we said that Tartok was the perfect gentleman and the hu-grandmom was not experiencing the full Siberian flavor. Let’s just say that situation has been rectified. Ruby is an extraordinary counter surfer and has snarfed the most amazing food choices. She talks back, is stubborn, harasses Tartok all of the time (who eats up the attention), and generally considers herself the life of the party. In other words, she is a Siberian Husky.