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this entry was going to be about fucking strangers. proper fucked. not like "can you take a picture of me and friend in front of CBGBs?" fucked. and next thing you know dude is down the street with camera.

but now i'm too cranky. cranky and strangerless. so you get something sweet instead.
sweet and nerdy. nerdy and obnoxious. like "those" ladies.

i'm in love...what more do oyu want?

Life is so different with a siberian husky. life is better. don't get me wrong, all dogs are great, every breed has their own thing, but if you've ever met a husky, you know what i'm talking about.
it's 5am-ish, and obviously i can't sleep. Aries, my 1 yr old husky is sleeping next to me. eyes twitching, paws racing. i'm sure she's dreaming of eating my cat. or as she puts it, HER cat.
not only is she the naughtiest dog i know, and i have had 3 other huskies, but she's also the most whip-smart gal in the world. when she drops the kong in my lap and says "mom, fill this with peanut butter, or i will shed 30 pounds on your bed, how can i resist? she's got a perfect white mask, and her eye "make-up" is always flawless.
Minnesota winters are a cruel joke, and Aries has the warmest tummy on the planet. It's like she rewards me with cuddles after a long day of playing and walks and saying NO about 8 trillion times. like "come over here mom, you look chilly." aw, thanks pal.

look, i have no idea what i'm getting at. i just wanted an ode to my girl. i will have huskies until the day i die. but right now, Aries is my baby. soft, blonde, naughty, happy, boppy, silly, squirmy, howling, irresistable, blue eyed devil Aries. thanks for being my pal.

and thank all of you who have adopted/rescued these amazing animals. love them til it hurts. they deserve it, and so do you.