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Before you give up your husky

The honest version, from people who have been exactly where you are.

We know our words aren’t good enough to fix every problem you’re facing right now. We’d be lying if we said we had all the answers — or that none of us had ever sat there feeling hopeless, or worthless, or done. That none of us had ever wanted to throw our hands up and give up on ourselves and our dogs both.

So we’re not going to lie to you.

Every one of us here has had a husky destroy something. A house. Clothes. A yard. One got out mid-walk. One got out the second a door opened. One got bored and went over the fence. And not one of us was prepared to deal with any of it — before we were.

If you’re standing where we stood, thinking about handing your dog to a friend, a neighbor, a shelter, or turning them out on the street — it isn’t that you need to talk to someone.

It’s that I need to talk to you.

Because a husky isn’t a pet. A husky is a social animal, about as complicated as your own kid. They talk back. They disobey. They get cranky and they let you know it. And they learn you — your routines, your patience, how much of it you’ve actually got.

But it takes time, and it takes effort, and if you do not have those, then like any relationship you have ever been in, it is going to fail.

People joke that weddings cause divorce. We’ve said it ourselves. But giving up a family member isn’t a joke, and we don’t think you’re heartless — none of us are either.

So we have to ask, and we need you to actually answer it: have you done everything? Not everything that was easy. Everything. Have you gone past the point where you thought you were done, and then gone further?

If you’ve truly exhausted it, then yes — it’s time to find your husky somewhere to go.

And we’d take them all if we could. Every last one. But we’re limited by how many fosters we have, then by how many volunteers, and last by how much money we can put together. We’re out looking for all three, every day, so we can take in one more before they get overlooked, labeled a bad dog, and put down for being exactly what they were born to be.

They aren’t malicious. They’ve never done a spiteful thing in their lives. They’re rambunctious and they’re stubborn and they need a pack. If you can’t be that pack anymore, let us try. We’ll be the pack — with some sass, and some darker fur of our own.

One more thing, and then we’ll get practical.

That dog was there before the move. Before the job. Before you decided to have another kid — and yes, people do that, and yes, it’s appalling to us too. They didn’t choose any of it. They chose you.

Choose them back, or hand them to someone who’ll fight for them the way we will.