He came prancing down the street, came when called, and had no tags. His back is matted with nasty waxy smelly stuff but he’s sweet. Just too dang dominant.
We considered through the night whether we could keep him. After all, he’d make a great playmate for Ranger. But there was a constant dominance play going on and my research has indicated that having two males would be quite the problem with the breed.
Add in that he’s not cut and marking everything that stands still and you have a recipe for “new home”. Good thing is that we’ve a friend who has been looking for a Siberian so we’ve a ready-made option. I tried to cut out a bit of the mess in his fur. He’s biddable enough with a treat but cries like a forlorn wookie when crated. He will settle after 45 mins or so but…he can’t be trusted outside of it and can’t be left in it all the time. No, he needs a new place….
But you can believe me that I wish he could stay. I truly do…Trooper already named him, too. Even though he agrees that it’s not an option for us…you’re a good boy, Scout!