Gealach Mor Siberians
Working sleddogs - just for the love of it..............
What a month. I don't know whether to start with the highs or lows.
It is with much sadness that I have to write of the death of our beloved Inka. She fought hard to cope with all that was thrown at her, and in the end, it all just became too much for her to deal with. To the end, she bore it all with an incredible grace and it was her wonderful nature that made us value each and every moment we had with her.
For all the love and joy our dogs bring us, there's a price to pay. It never gets any easier, and I would never want it to. If we can bear to lose one of our dogs and not feel it deep in our heart and soul, then we will have lost that which drew us to them in the first place.
In a further cruel twist of fate, Tulsa was diagnosed with final stage lymphoma on the day that Inka left us. As much as we grieved for Inka, we felt that our big boy needed us to be as upbeat and strong for him, as we could be. Not a happy circumstance. Tulsa is on meds and we will nurse him all we can.
Earlier in the month I had the good fortune to be able to make my first ever trip to Alaska.
Our friend Mike Ellis was running in this year's Yukon Quest and I used that as my excuse to justify the trip. I had handled for both Mike and his wife Sue's teams at the Eagle Lake 100 mile race in Maine last year so I "volunteered" myself to help at the start of the Quest in Fairbanks.
Inka, only a few weeks ago, enjoying one more day in the snow.