It is with incredible sadness that I write today of the passing of one wonderful dog, Cherokee. For those of you that spent time at Husky Haven....he was literally a fixture there for years. He was the sweetest , most loving dog.....always happy for a belly rub and always loving his summertime baths. We took that boy to every show. Basically because he was so easy going and loved interaction with people.
All these pictures are from different events...and I have a ton more...but even though he was a favorite with everyone he never got picked. The only thing I could ever think is that he just didn't look Husky enough, he really was only part Husky and a lot of something else.
At the start of 2018 there were just two dogs left at Husky Haven, Cherokee and Volga. Volga was a handful and I had always promised to take him and my friend, Barb, decided to come and get Cherokee and give him a chance at a real home after so many years in rescue. It took him a bit to get adjusted to his new situation....living in a house instead of a constant kennel environment. But he soon loved Barb and his new brother, Artica. He got to go on long walks everyday, run at the dog park and get spoiled like he should have been for so many years. I enjoyed going to Barb's to hang out with the boys and give Cherokee his much loved belly rubs!!
Monday night everything changed. Barb called and said he wouldn't come in....I wish I could have been there but was working. They got him to the emergency vet and found a melon sized tumor in his belly. It had already done irreparable damage to many of his organs and there was, sadly, not hope of coming back from that. So Cherokee went to meet his friends at the Rainbow Bridge. I will miss him so much....really thought he was going to be around for years.....
|With his brother Artica|
|His happy first day home smile|
Love you little man.......