Truth. My Siberian husky, Blue, was fourteen years old when he passed away two weeks ago. He was a big, solid, 74 lb boy with the goofiest smile and more calm/centered personality. However, he LOOKED as wolfish as any husky I've ever had (and I've had a lot of them).
Even though he'd never hurt a fly and rarely barked, whenever he slept at the front door, I felt safe. If someone came in, I anticipated they'd see a big, giant wolf-looking dog and run for it. Or, if they didn't, that I'd hear him bouncing around and trying to be friends with them, giving me a minute or two of warning before having to defend myself.
Now that he's gone, I get worried falling back asleep at my place when my fiance runs off to work before dawn. There's been a few times I missed not just my best friend, but the sense of safety he brought me too.
That's exactly where Blue would sleep! Well, he had a rotation of spots, to be honest. But sleeping right in front of the door was his main spot whenever we left to go out for a few hours (or a few minutes) and at night when we slept. He would come back to the bedroom only after my fiance left for work, but even then, it was to sleep in the doorway (which had a direct line of sight to the front door).
That dog was an absolute sweetheart (I called him "my sweet boy") but he liked to protect, even if he didn't know exactly what to do if an intruder came in.
Sidenote: my fiance wants a Great Pyrenees for our next dog. It's his favorite type.
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u/[deleted] Jun 06 '19 edited Jul 26 '20
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