Husky
Whelped: May 25, 1989
At the Rainbow Bridge Sept. 21 ,1997

Emilee was active in Horsemanship the 4H of Kenny Lake. Her instructor in gymkhana, Sue Winningham, besides being an expert horseman, was a professional dog-sled racer with a large racing dog kennel. Sue had a bitch that had given birth to a litter and offered Emilee a pick of the males in the litter in payment for work she had done around the dog lot and stable.

She picked a beautiful puppy, eyes of sky blue with silver and white hair. His eyes reminded her of a school chum that had beautiful light blue eyes, so she named him Jason. She brought Jason home on the 4th of July, 1989. He was a little firecracker spirited little guy with a very outgoing personality. He didn't bark very much, but loved to "talk" as is common with Arctic Husky sled dogs.

Jason was the youngest member of the pack so he became the "gofor" dog for the older female pack members, seeming to do their bidding from raiding the cookie box to getting into the garbage container in the kitchen to retrieve discarded, good smelling meat wrap or ice cream boxes. Having an Airedale Terrier for an alpha and an Elkhound mix "momma" got him into all sorts of trouble!

Maybe it was the fact he was born in a dog-lot, but he was the hardest dog I have ever had to house break. Even after he was a year old he would do his duties on the rug, even if he had just come in after being out in the kennel all day!

He eventually got better about telling me he had to go out. In fact, it got to the point where he would come into my bed room while I was sleeping and just stand silently at the foot of the bed. It was as though I would receive a thought transmission from him that he would like to go out. I would wake to see him staring at me with those big blue eyes and the thought would be as clear to me as if he was able to speak English! Yet he would never make a sound.

As time went on, we developed a silent link between each other that allowed us to communicate with simple looks into each other's eyes. I often didn't even have to utter a command and he would do what I wanted! Jason and I got very close after Emilee moved out on her own. Jason and I both missed her terribly, but all chicks must leave the nest one day.




Amy & Jason Wrestling


When super Silky Terrier Bud joined our pack, Jason was overjoyed! To have a younger dog in the pack raised his status. Jason was as frolicky as a pup until he passed over the Bridge. He and bud would play for hours on end until they would both collapse from exhaustion! Bud was smaller and could avoid Jason in a chase by his ability to turn sharply at a full run to dart between Jason's legs. Jason learned Bud always ran with his stubby tail held erect. He adapted his charge to grab Bud's tail as he passed under him. Little Bud would come to an abrupt halt in mid-air! Then the fur flew, with Jason taking the brunt until he would pin Bud to the floor with a strait-leg paw to Bud's chest.


When Bud was lost in the accident, Jason felt the loss as hard as me. Jason would look for Bud in all the places Bud would nap and hide from him. I'm sure they were happy to meet again and are constantly playing at the Rainbow Bridge. Jason was overjoyed when Amy joined our pack. I'm sure he thought God had given him his playmate back again. Amy loved him just as much. They played together and Amy sought him out for comfort when frightened by new sounds or smells. They were often found cuddled up together sleeping on Jason's bed pad. It was as though they were joined at the hip!





































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