Recently a girlfriend asked if she could come by the house since she was going to be in the area. I enjoy her company and would love to show her my humble abode. However, there’s a problem with this picture.
Fur. Tons of fur are being shed from my two Siberian huskies. In order to maintain a somewhat orderly looking home I have to keep to a strict sweeping schedule. Twice a day and maybe there’s the occasional fur tumbleweed rolling by in the corner of the room. Three times a day is ideal.
And what if she came over and was wearing black, or any other dark color, and the pups rubbed up against her clothes. Well, I know what, her clothes will be white and fuzzy. The dogs are molting and it’s impeding on my social life.
Brush them, you say? What a novel idea!
Unfortunately, when the huskies blow their coat no amount of brushing can stop the process, which could be a couple of weeks. Did I mention that I have two huskies?
Nonetheless, they are still one of my favorite breeds of all time. I love that they are terrible watch dogs — they are extremely loving and hardly ever bark. In fact they ululate, it’s comparable to a wolf’s howl. I call it singing, although mine hardly ever sing unless they’re annoyed or there’s a treat in hand.
Here’s a fine example of ululation.
Editor’s note: No, these are not my dogs or my house. Way too embarrassed to reveal that I’ve not kept up with my rigid cleaning schedule. Uh, oops.