Denali has chewed up our carpet. We are going to have to replace the entire living room and hallway portions most likely. He has eaten our blinds which will also need replacing. The beloved moose toy we bought him? Torn to shreads as well.
Why you ask? Because he's bored. He has seperation anxiety mixed with not a lot of room to run. We take him for multiple walks a day and although we can't left him run around off the leash since he still has stitches, his energy never decreases. Mini Dh is being woken up constantly from the noise he makes at all hours of the day. Toby is worn out from him always wanting to play.
Sure huskies are "known" for their energy. But not like Denali. He has an overexcessive amount. Taking him out even more than we do is too difficult with all our other duties and responsibilities.
I love Denali. I really do. Those big blue puppy dog eyes with that just make my heart melt are irresistible.
So we have decided Denali needs a yard. A home that can give him that space. It's only fair to him. And well, he doesn't deserve us being so angry with him when it's truly our fault for expecting it to work out. We refuse to take him back to the shelter knowing that he could possibly be put down.
It's really heartbreaking to me. Doc Handsome and I had already thought of him as part of our family. No matter how much time he's been with us, he snuck his way into our hearts so fast.
But I have to remember, he will be so much happier at his new home. Wherever that is....