Age: 10 years old, male
Weight: 64 lbs
Sled dog name: Hurricane
Age at adoption: 7 years old
Adopted from: Victoria Humane Society, 2015
Coat - single/double: double
Likes: walks/runs, food (especially fish), treats, morning tummy rubs, cuddles and ear massages
Dislikes: fire crackers, loud booms (we live near a base)
Sleeping locations: dog bed in the living room or next to the front door (glass panel and he can see out of it)
Off-leash time: on occassion
Escaped or lost?: yes, but was off-leash in backyard - he escaped for 1.5 hours
Siblings: not sure
Medical conditions: none known
Spayed/Neutered at adoption: yes
Known history: Cane was originally adopted through WAG in Whistler in 2013 by a fellow who had him for about 1.5 years. He was surrendered to Victoria Humane Society in 2015 and we adopted him.
Anything else you'd like to add: Feel blessed to have this sleddie, we’ve learned so much from him. I’ve become such and advocate for these souls :)
More retired sled dog stories at: wendynesbitt.com/retiredsleddogs
photographed December 24, 2017
I thought it was a pretty cool way to spend Christmas Eve day... photographing one of my favourite sleddies, Cane. This guy made an impression on me when I first met him up at the Whistler Sled Dog Co kennels in September 2013. I had lost my lenscap and was hunting around for it - horrified with the thought that one of the dogs could've picked it up, eaten it and then had medical issues because of it. A lot of these dogs had spent years chewing on their dog houses, tethers and even eating rocks, but my lenscap wasn't going to be a part of that scenario. I easily found out the main part of the cap but a small piece was missing. I kept searching and then noticed a dog chewing on something... I went over to him and asked him for it. I wouldn't normally stick my hand in a strange dog's mouth, but I really didn't want him to swallow it. He gave it up and then just looked confused as to why I took it. Our friendship was solidified. Hurricane, as I knew him, hung around me for the next couple of days and I was sad to leave him.
In early 2015 I heard he needed a new home. My friend Debra fostered him so I got to see him a few more times. Then he got adopted and later that year I got to visit him at his new home.
His humans loved him so much.
When they suggested they come for the session on December 24, I didn't have to think twice.
Cane was not much into standing in position but he loved treats so we used the trick of sprinkling them along the wall - it was the only way to get him close to position. I love his ears and serious expression in his portrait.
Cane is a survivor of the Whistler cull of 2010.