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| Name: |
Scarlett
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Age: |
Six months old
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Female |
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Siberian Husky
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| Home: |
Norwalk, Wisconsin, USA |
Scarlett is a special case, she is my best friend and companion. She is my seizure alert dog. I have epilepsy, anxiety, PTSD, Asperger's syndrome and depression. She is there for me and immediately at my side when an episode comes on. She puts up with my antics and supports me though my hard times and every day life. We may not have her certified yet, but I need no certification to know my girl is the very best girl ever. :)
On a normal day she is a complete clown. She spends her day getting spoiled and pampered but also making me laugh. She has to bring you each toy individually. Her favorite treat is frozen mixed fruit like the kind you use to make smoothies. For tricks she knows high five, sit, down, lay down, shake, other shake, high five, other five, say woof, inside voice, house, goes into her kennel, is safe off leash in an unfenced yard, recalls in command, knows leave it, she knows jump up and beg. That's 16 commands, and she's still learning.
To be officially certified, pups do not have to be a certain age that I know of. I just want to let her be a puppy for now. I don't want her certified until I am confident that she has had the best puppyhood she could have. Plus, sometimes she gets easily distracted, so certification will have to wait for now. She is a real lapdog especially when I am having a hard time with my emotional and mental state. When my anxiety spikes she knows and comes to me, helping me calm down. My seizures are usually anxiety attack - induced. I hyperventilated the other night and fell and hit my head and she lay on my lap for a while till the feeling came back into my legs (it sometimes happens during anxiety attacks though the other dog caused this most recent one. He pushed the plastic bottom out of the crate and ate the carpet). Scarlett is probably the only reason I did not seize. Her being near me helped me a lot. The rest of that night she was front and center or had her eyes on me.
She is, to me of course, the best dog on the planet and I am glad we chose her. Or rather the breeder chose her for us. (Her favorite trick is taking off her brother's collar, by the way. She knows how to undo the plastic clasps.) She can be very vocal when being talked to. Otherwise neither of them bark when someone knocks and they get along with anyone. Her favorite game is where I hide under the blanket and cry "Scarlett, help me" and she goes half insane trying to dig me out of the blankets. I call it hide and seek, even though she never does the hiding part!
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