Husky House

The Huskies

We currently share our lives with four Siberian Huskies, ET, Pelly, Dawson and Circle.


The Boys: Clemmie (L), Dawson (top L), Pelly (top R) and ET

We adopted our “first born” Siberian in 1990 while we were stationed at Langley AFB, before we had any notion we would be moving to Alaska, and named him J. Clyde, after J. Clyde Morris Blvd. in Newport News.   He was a 12 week old pup we “rescued” from a puppy mill store.  Without Clyde there would be no Clem, ET, Pelly, Dawson or Circle; it was Clyde who taught us to love the breed and to love life in Alaska with a Sibe.   Although we entered the world of the Siberian Husky totally ignorant, Clyde quickly tutored us in his ways, first and foremost showing us what “needs a task” meant.

In February 2001, when Clyde was 10, we rescued a young Siberian Husky from Fairbanks animal control to keep Clyde company.  Clem, at only 1 1/2 years old, had been a three-time loser with the prison tat to prove it.  In December 2000 he was in the Anchorage lock-up, having been found wandering around the streets; he had a Ft. Richardson rabies tag but was not claimed.  He was adopted in January 2001, but somehow he found his way to Fairbanks and by February he was in the Fairbanks lock-up, and had already been adopted out and returned.  That is when he came into our lives.  He was a bit wild at first, but soon settled in nicely under the tutelage of Clyde.  Someone gave up a very good Sibe, and their loss was our gain.

Clyde, our “first born” crossed to the other side of the Rainbow Bridge in December 2003.  It was a terrible loss, but Clem was by our side to help us.  I had always said I would not have another dog after Clyde passed away, watching him slowly go downhill was heartbreaking.  To my surprise, I immediately began searching for another Sibe, first as therapy, then as a compulsion.  I had read somewhere that Siberian Huskies are like potato chips–you can’t have just one.  Clyde had taught us so much and brought us such joy that not to have another one would have been to dishonor him.  Besides, Clem was lonely and needed a companion; I now firmly believe that pets, especially active ones like Sibes, should always have a four-legged companion.






As the search gained a furious momentum, I zeroed in on Innisfree Kennel in Chateaugay, NY, owned by the Kanzlers.  I liked Innisfree because Kathleen had become interested in the Siberian Husky while she and her husband were stationed with the Army in Alaska in the early 1950s, acquired her first stock here and still uses these magnificent creatures in the harness as well as in the show ring.  We corresponded and she sent us pictures of a couple pups she had available.   When we saw ET, we couldn’t resist…how could anyone resist that face?

After a long flight from New York to Alaska, ET was happy to see a familiar face in Clem.   ET was born November 5, 2003.  He was designated ET by the kennel based on their inventory control process, for lack of a better description, but we kept the name because he fit the other ET, the extra terrestrial alien.  On February 2, 2004 the three of us (yes, Clem went too) drove to Anchorage to meet his flight and bring this new puppy into our family.  ET’s flight wasn’t due in until late, so we checked into our hotel and then had dinner.  Although we went to our favorite restaurant, I couldn’t enjoy my favorite food or beverage, because all I could think about was my little puppy scared to death in a baggage hold and would he arrive safely.  The appointed hour slowly arrived and we drove to the airport to pick up our puppy, signed the paperwork and took him to the car.  I couldn’t wait to hold him, so I put a leash on him and let him out of his kennel, and he immediately dashed under the Jeep and wouldn’t come out.   So, enter the icebreaker.  We put Clem on a leash and let him out, and immediately ET ran out from under the car to greet a “familiar” face, another Siberian Husky!  The two of them got along famously and that night in the hotel no one got a minute’s sleep between Clem and ET chasing each other and ET having to go outside every hour.  We were ready to head home by 5 am!






Bill and the redheads

On September 29, 2008, in a temporary moment of insanity that has since become permanent, we brought home two 10-week old puppies from Aniak Siberian Huskies in Wasilla, Alaska.  Pelly and Dawson, named after Yukon Quest checkpoints, are as much of a challenge as they are beautiful.  It is hard to believe that they turned four years old on July 15, 2012!  Clemmie loved them and played with them constantly, but also took his role as the enforcer seriously, and could be heard chastising them when they stepped out of bounds, which was quite often.  We often say that Pelly and Dawson are joined at the brain, and exist in their own little world.   They are active little boys and zip throughout the house at warp speed.






Circle is such a happy boy!

Life is too short, especially that of a dog, and on June 21, 2012, Clemmie  crossed the Rainbow Bridge and joined J. Clyde in a happy world without pain.  We weren’t ready for him to leave us, how can you ever be ready for something like that?  He had always been healthy and showed no signs of slowing down, but he got prostate cancer and left us quickly. He never complained.  About a week after he left us, a little redheaded, emaciated Siberian Husky arrived at Animal Control, a four-time resident who was wearing out his welcome.  I don’t believe in coincidences, I know Clemmie had a paw in this and sent us this gift to help ease our pain.  After two months, this happy boy, now named Circle after a Yukon Quest checkpoint,  has gained weight and has a beautiful coat.  We think he is around three years old.  He plays endlessly with the other boys.  We are so fortunate.

As mentioned, Clemmie and Circle were multi-time residents of Animal Control.  That does’t mean they were bad dogs, but does necessitate a comment about Siberian Huskies; they are not for everyone, in fact, they are not for most people.  Every dog has its traits, and should be researched thoroughly before adoption.   Check out  The Siberian Husky Club of America for information on this breed.

Siberian Huskies are highly intelligent, extremely powerful, stubborn, and shed profusely.  But our lives wouldn’t be nearly as much fun without them!



We will meet again beyond the Rainbow Bridge




J Clyde


Clemmie: such a handsome boy


J Clyde