Awooo! Oh, sorry, I just can’t help myself… I’m a Husky, after all! Hi, I’m Whisky, and I have quite the story to tell.

I once had a home, but I was kept on a short chain all day. My owner had kidney failure and couldn’t take care of me properly. I didn’t understand what was happening, but I knew I wasn’t living the life I was meant to.

Like any typical Husky, I howled a lot, it was my way of expressing myself! But the neighbors complained constantly, saying I was too loud. To make things worse, I was kept under the harsh sun all day long, even though Huskies like me are meant for the cold, snowy weather. I felt trapped and miserable.

My owner said I was destructive and couldn’t be let out. Maybe I was… I was frustrated, lonely, and full of energy with nowhere to release it. But was that really my fault?

Someone kind tried to rescue me before and looked for a new home for me. Unfortunately, no one wanted me. So, she brought me to Sneha’s Care, hoping I would get the love, patience, and rehabilitation I needed. I remember coming here with her on a bike, and oh, what a ride that was! The wind in my fur, the thrill of moving freely, it was the best ride of my life.

At the shelter, I’ve been trying to stay calm, but sometimes, the memories of my past creep up, and I react without thinking. I used to be especially reactive towards men, but my caretakers have been taking me on daily walks, helping me rebuild my trust. Slowly, I’m starting to feel like myself again.

Now, I get to howl as much as I want, wag my tail freely, and enjoy life. But I still dream of something more, a forever home where I’ll be truly understood.

Would you help take care of me while I’m here? Or maybe even give me a new home, a new life, and a second chance at happiness?