Meet Maugrim (named after the wolf in Narnia, which I think makes me the White Witch around here). He's a giant woolly malamute, and should serve not only to alleviate my desire for a pony, but should also generate enough warmth that we can turn the thermostat down a few degrees.
We had looked into breed rescues, but no one would consider a household with cats and a smaller dog given mal's high prey drives and size. The breeder we bought him from coordinates rehoming malamutes, and we had originally fallen in love with one of those dogs - but his owners then decided to keep him. That left us pretty broken up, and when I saw the breeder had a litter, well, getting a puppy became inevitable.
|Maybe obtaining a puppy from such a locale was a poor decision.|