Hello!
My name Altai! I was born on May 24, 2014 in the city of Mariupol.
New parents took me to a new family when I was a little more than 2 months, just a few days after the arrival of the ordinary guys from which a strange smell, and which stabbed us in the back of the neck with some needles. As then I told my mother, he was called veterinarian, and he made us to be vaccinated. Oh, and I had suffered!
My mother's name is Jesse, she is the most beautiful and loving mother in the world.
My dad called Coyote Arctic Wolf , he is big and strong, with his foster mother and friends engaged in riding sports: rides on the beaches of the Azov Sea and teaches my family and half-brothers and sisters.
Our childhood was bright, warm and carefree. Mama told stories about the snow and the northern lights, bears and deer, feeding her milk, to train and educate. She said that we should be hardy and patient, kind and strong, should help their two-legged friends go through life, because they are so slow and weak. Dad told us stories about the famous bolts and children of the town Nome, a blizzard and wind, strong and bold sled musher. He said that as soon as we grow up, the meaning of our lives should be running and speed. It was a very good time, but I, like most children, was a naughty husky: arguing with his mother, busy fussing with preferred sisters and brother and hide under the bed.
Here we are! Guess where I am in the picture?
To Kharkov, we traveled by train, it was very unusual and interesting. Train - it is such a large and noisy house, in which the floor is constantly reeling and shaking.
New parents gave me a lot of interesting toys and a nice collar. Thus began my new life.
I saw the train a lot of funny two-legged, it was fun, but a little tedious, because each of them wanted me to stroke.
As soon as we arrived in Kharkiv, I rushed to investigate a new home with a strange name, "flat", but made only two pools, quickly tired and lay down to rest.
Of course, at first I felt sorry for that poor listened to my mother, because she told me a lot about how to live with people. But it does not matter, I'm a fast learner. Every day, I began to study obedience, interesting and educational games, ate both cheeks, and soon began to walk and run around in the street.
I got my first friends - husky Austin and Staffordshire Terrier Tornado. Passed a couple of months, I got stronger and with new parents and his friend Austin began walking in Youth Park, where we have been on the program of general course of training. At first it was a little scared and very, very unclear what they want from me is my new parents and coach, but gradually I understood everything and, according to a new mom, I have become much more obedient.
Time is running as sled dogs. Winter came, and I realized what it means to be a snow dog, and that there is nothing better than running through the snowy winter woods.
As soon as I was 8 months old, I was introduced to other, already experienced, dogs, and I started to be engaged in riding sports. As long as I am new and dragging strange round black pieces, learning to listen to the coach and to be patient to the dogs, running next to me. But soon I will be a strong and perhaps even become involved in the competition.
This is my story, this is my "zero mile". I think that soon milestone numbers on my distance will increase as snowdrifts, well, now, I'm sorry - I have to go to the gym. See you soon!
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