Hannah Lucas is my kennel partner in Seppala Siberians in the great state of Maine. You can read all about her here: https://thesleddogger.com/2019-Issues/SPRING_ISSUE_2019/index-h5.html#page=19
If you want to help this young woman with Iditarod dreams you can do it here on Facebook. In her very first race, she finished 13 of 27 in the 30-mile race. I think the future of this 21 year old spit fire girl is very bright.
Today we had a fan sponsor Poland Springs Delta Dawn of Northlane for $200, covering our entry fee to the Can Am Crown 100, February 29th, 2020.
Her Sponsor wished to remain anonymous but we are still forever grateful!
Miss Delta Dawn will almost certainly be leading our racing team this coming season.
Money from Sponsors will only be used for racing, training, and show expenses.
Each Sponsor will have their name(s)
listed on each dog’s individual Album (including each post about them) and below in this album; sponsors of $50 or more will also receive an autographed photo of the sponsored dog, with our names and a stamping of said dog’s paw-print! As a dog sponsor you are welcome to come to our Northlane Kennel during the year and meet the pup you’ve sponsored so they can personally thank you~
Under each dog’s photo’s you’ll find a link to their original album to learn more about them!
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A painting I just did for a friend of mine who lost this friend one year ago tomorrow.
Taking a couple Huskies out for a walk always leads to some kind of adventure. Not all walks are sailing down a road or a trail enjoying nature and the tug of the dogs to whatever you hooked them to.
In this particular case, it was a foot walk, and they were attached to me. They had on their harness for the bike, and of course, I don’t roll as fast as they would like. So, I have a leash loop around each wrist, and I am being drug down the road because I trained them that way.
The heel is a word I’ve never used or tried to train into them. To me, that would be like leaving a Corvette in 1st gear all the time, and I don’t want them to get into the habit of lollygagging when it’s time to run. I know many have trained for both, but I guess I like to get the work out of holding back two charging Huskies with just muscle. It’s a form of a workout that will tax you like the tortures the trainers at the gym invent.
Anyway, back to the walk. It was a short one of about a mile due to the high temps and humidity. I’m bebopping along enjoying the fact that we’d gone almost the whole route without an unleashed dog to jump into my 2 dog pack and create untold chaos that leaves me more stressed than work.
We are walking along (Being drug actually) and Nikki stops to investigate a bush. Fair enough because I’ve noticed that on walks she likes to pee on something every 10 yards. Funny she doesn’t feel this need when we are rolling on the trike but who am I to dictate the call of nature?
Nikki squats down on her belly under the bush and makes a limbo move to get lower. All I can see is fluffy butt and curly tail sticking out from under the bush. I gripe at her and pull the leash, and to my surprise, she comes out with a dead squirrel in her mouth.
Not your run of the mill road kill but a petrified version. Stiff as a damn board all intact, beady little black eyes that see nothing anymore. She’s proud of her find, but I’m not. I demand she drop it and she does. By this time Cooper has got in on the game, and while I’m trying to drag Nikki away with one leash, he lunges in and grabs the petrified vermin.
Thus, begins two rounds of trying to control these fools on 6 foot long leads. I no sooner get the squirrel away from one than the other dog grabs it. By this time, I have leashes wrapped all around me, and I’m cussing enough that a few neighbors look out their doors at the commotion.
They quickly decide to slam their doors and let me deal with it on my own. The fool with the Huskies is having a problem. I can almost hear the laughter and feel the gaze of video cameras filming me trying to untangle myself and keep that damn squirrel out of one dog or another’s maw.
So, the rest of the walk home was uneventful unless you consider two prey animals all worked up about a dead rodent. We ought to use road kill as motivation for races. You know, hang a pole out in front of the dogs with a petrified squirrel as bait. I’m sure you could do the Iditarod in 2 days instead of 8.
We get home, and my wife asked me how the walk was. We score our dog walks on how many people with dogs leashed or unleashed. I told her we didn’t see anyone.
She gets down on her knees and tells the dogs how good they are. They give her kisses all over her face, and I’m standing there, grinning.
“What?” She asks me.
So, I tell her about the squirrel incident. It takes a few seconds before she realizes that the dogs have been giving her kisses with squirrel breath. She runs for the bathroom to find a washcloth and soap.
I’m laughing my ass off because well, in my wife’s words at that time, “You’re an ass!”
And that concludes another walk. No one died or got sick, the squirrel didn’t care, and we made it home in one piece.
This is Delta Dawn. She’s a Seppala Siberian sleddog. We’ve been connected since she was born. We are still connected even though I’m not her owner anymore. The fact is you never own a husky, you just become part of their lives if you are lucky enough to be allowed to join them.
She survived a horrible dog fight that almost killed her. I feared that she would never be the same again. That she would lose her abilities to lead a sled dog team. My fears were unfounded as she recovered and never missed a beat.
Sled dog leaders are a rare bunch even for huskies. It takes a huge amount of confidence to be out front and responsible for all behind them. They must blaze the trail, encourage the team, and make smart decisions. This is a big responsibility to a dog, or any leader worth their salt. The team is family and to be quite honest not many can handle it. That’s what makes lead dogs so special.
Delta is one of those special dogs that don’t come around every day. You might call her a natural born leader, for she is that in spite of everything bad that she’s dealt with. She leads with her heart, mind, and compassion.
Nothing will stop her, bad things are soon forgotten and she moves on. This is what a Seppala is, this is the stuff that made the serum run to Nome in 1925 happen. This is why these dogs are so important to me. They remind me of everything we as a race should be, instead of what we are.
Just a slide show I made that includes some of my friends, dogs and humans. Music by Jim Croce, turn it up.
Courage comes in many forms. From a single mom trying to raise her kids, or a homeless man digging through the trash to eat. They do what they have to do to live.
Courage also comes from standing up for what you believe in. A person fights for what they believe in, for that is the American spirit. We don’t bow down to anyone on this planet, right or wrong we defend our beliefs and go the whole hog to defend them.
Like tempered steel, we endure and take the punishment inflicted upon us. Just try voicing your opinion on social media and see what happens. This is where being temperate comes into play. This is where you are supposed to acknowledge the views of others, and actually consider them before you pronounce your sentence like Judge Judy.
Many do not understand that with opinion comes opposition. It makes no difference what your belief is, for a hundred others will hate it. You will be burned at the stake in today’s world. Your house will be burned down, all your friends killed, and their houses burned down as well.
To make your stand is courage. To ignore another person’s point of view is ignorance. For people to reach common ground takes tolerance and understanding. It requires enough thought to consider the other’s point of view before making a decision.
A Lesson in courage from the sled dogs:
The dogs of winter have more courage than people. When they are born they have no idea who will own them. They have no idea what kind of life they will live, but still, they remain true to who they are, no matter what concessions they might have to make. Maybe the answer lies with these old souls?
The dogs of winter are fierce in their beliefs but they understand reaching common ground. That is why they make such good sled dogs and partners. The two opposing sides work together for the benefit of both. Neither side gets everything they want, but both get what they need.
In order for this to work, it takes courage from both sides.