BLACKHAWK’S GRAY SKY……THE ARLIN REPORT


Her registered name is BlackHawk’s Gray Sky, a Siberian Husky.  I called her and she would usually answer to Sky.  I went looking for her yesterday morning (May 24, 2018), to see if she had once again escaped, as a gate was left open by an air conditioning serviceman.    I found Sky in her dog house, in a position she often slept (half in-half out) having taken her last breath of life somewhere in the early morning hours .

Sky was born in January of 2001, nearly 17-1/2 years ago.   The average life span of a Husky is 12-15 years.  She went peacefully, no suffering, no pain.  Breathing had become labored a bit in the last year, after a good run in the yard, or during play.  Her time had come.  God bless, I was never put in a position to make a decision to put her down.  She was very healthy; she went to the veterinarian only for her annual shots.   Never did I have to take her for an illness.   During her entire life, I never saw her ill.   I believe that is true because she never ate table scraps.  I wouldn’t allow it.  Siberian’s do not over eat, they eat only what and when necessary.   A good diet, a great deal of exercise, a great life.  This last year, we would occasionally give her bones with some meat left on it as a treat for a long life.   I knew she was nearing her final year(s), so, why not!

Sky wasn’t just a dog, or just a Siberian Husky, she was a companion, a friend and family.  She was a gift from my mother.   I remember the first time I saw her, only a few weeks old.  I walked through the front door of my mother’s house, this little furry pup pranced right up to me.  My eyes met her stunningly beautiful blue eyes, Sky Blue eyes.

Chief Black Hawk of the Sac nation is an ancestor, my great, great, great-grandfather.  Black Hawk roamed northern Illinois, southern Wisconsin and eastern Iowa.   Sky was born in Iowa.   As I was processing her registration papers with her full name (that I was giving), I learned from her birth papers, a part of her fathers’ name was BlackHawk.   A coincidence?   I believe our coming together was fate, meant to happen.   BlackHawk’s Gray Sky, gray the color of a great deal of her coat; Sky….those beautiful blue eyes, as blue as the distant sky.

What a personality, too much to describe in one post……lets just say she had a lot of character, some from the breed and much of which she developed on her own.   She was all Husky.

Anyone that knows me, knows how proud I was of Sky.   I have stories of her escape skills, stalking moles all night then dropping their remains at our back door to show us she got him.  Possums and raccoons that entered HER YARD, were skillfully executed for trespassing.   I guess they didn’t see her sign!  She left squirrel’s alone, unless they were caught digging where she had a bone or food buried.  She could count.  When I brought her inside from the heat during the Summer, I’d bring in her food bowl.  She couldn’t bury her food for a later time in the house.   She’d take pieces and place them in corners of the room, or place them underneath a table, hiding her food.   I noticed all the piles looked the same, the same number of pieces.   I counted them, in each pile, she always had 8 pieces (Kibbles N Bits) per pile.   Exactly 8 in each pile.   It wasn’t just a coincidence.   She always had about 5-6 locations where she’d neatly place (store) her food.

Thank goodness Sky was chipped.   Siberian’s are escape artists.  Houdini would have been proud.  When she got loose, I’d get calls letting us know where I could pick her up.   Those that held her for me would say:  “Oh she’s so sweet!”   She was sweet, but she loved tormenting me, putting me through hell with worry.   She loved the adventure that escape runs gave her.   She loved people……… Just a couple of months ago she got out of HER fenced in yard and took a run.   The couple that found her thought she was still a puppy.  “She has so much energy, she acts like a puppy.”

The night before her passing, Jo Ann and I set out on our patio, enjoying her company, as she enjoyed ours.   There was no sign of any distress, no sign of feeling ill or injured.   I am so thankful we had that time with her.

Sky would always sit and wait outside our back door every morning, by the clock, for me to come out, check her water and food bowls………and a treat or two before I left for work.   We’d have a moment of play, a kiss from her and of course she loved the petting.

Sky gave and received love.   I thank God for this beautiful gift through my mother.

I believe someday we will be together again.   Sky will be sitting, waiting for me as she always has……….and she’ll expect me to bring a treat, after she goes on that long run she’s dreamed of.      Thank you Sky for the memories and the love.   You are missed!

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10 thoughts on “BLACKHAWK’S GRAY SKY……THE ARLIN REPORT”

  1. Your story… I am still crying.
    When I moved in with James 25 years ago, he had Alexia Von Rodent. Everything you said about Huskies is so true. My heart aches for the loss. After we lost Alexia (she was in my truck when it was stolen, we never found her), when she was 13.5 years old and I poured over every ad in the paper praying to find her, I kept seeing ads for gold eyed animals in South Carolina. The ad said that the animals were very smart, and trained to help disabled people, some were working in rodeos, etc.
    That was when we got our first male wolf. He was wonderful. His death is too distressful to talk about, but I can tell you after the loss of Alexia, then living with Nootkabear for 8.5 years and losing him, was about all I could take.
    We now have Waptake and Tiponi, and I hope that they will have a long and happy life in this shitty air-weather situation we live in. I just wish I could give them more.

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  2. Aww I’m sad to hear this Arlin. I remember driving Mom to get her. Mom talking about your reaction when you seen her, that you needed her. She was a very special dog. She was the sweetest dog,will miss her.

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  3. I’m so sorry to read this today Arlin… It was only last year we were talking about our Huskies. I have no doubt that she was your girl, I could tell how you talked about Sky, she was very loved and very lucky to wander into your life, I know you’re going to have some hard months ahead of you,but because of a Huskies personality you’re going to have some very wonderful and funny stories to tell about your girl Sky. Because she will always live in your heart ❣️ Blessings

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    1. I cannot, and will not try to rid her from my mind. Tonight, we set out on the patio, where she wandered around us, and told all the stories and memories we have. Well, not all, too many to cover in one evening. Just the thought of her brings smiles and laughter that will last a lifetime. Thank you for your kind thoughts. I knew you’d understand, like only a Siberian lover would! 🙂

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  4. SORRY TO HEAR OF YOUR LOSS. I HAVE HAD ANIMALS AS PETS IN MY LIFE AND IT IS PAINFUL TO LOOSE THEM, ONE TIME I REMEMBER WE EVEN HAD A SUNK, A RABBIT, DOGS, CATS, AND BIRDS. IT WAS A BLESSING THAT SKY HAD YOU TO GIVE A GOOD HOME AND LIVE A LIFE. SKY IS NOW IN THE HEAVENS AND JOINING OTHER BARKING DOGS, I AM SURE THAT SKY HAS MANY FRIENDS THERE AS WELL. SKY MAY BE WITH CATS AND OTHERS AS WELL.

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  5. Having had to put down two beloved family pets back in Ohio, I can certainly sympathize with you. Losing a pet that’s been with you as long as a child has growing up is a terrible loss, and one that weighs on you for a while. I still remember “Peanut” and “Star” with love in my heart and miss them both. My heart goes out to you my friend!

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