Five years ago today, Rusty the Rooster came to join our family. We were actually looking at another Siberian from Carolina Siberian Rescue, but when we went to look at Sunshine, Nikita was clear that she did not like him. Disappointed, we kept introducing one Siberian after another and either Nikita or Natasha made clear their disdain. We were about to give up when they told us of a recent rescue who had only been with them for a couple of days. We decided to meet him and out the front door stepped Rusty. Natasha immediately went into a playbow and Nikita huffed her reluctant approval. A couple of days later, Rusty joined our family. (Nikita was clear that she liked him, but did not realize he was going to live with us).
He never told us anything about his past and little is known. We tried to call him Boris for about a week, but it just never fit. We kept referring to him as the Rust Colored Dog as we tried to find a name and Rusty just ended up being the name.
We quickly realized that Rusty was not an ordinary Siberian (like there is such a thing). He is, well, eccentric in many ways. Like he does not like to be cold, but loves playing in the snow. He loves to sleep, but hates sleeping on the floor. He loves to be a lapdog and be cuddled, but has a mean ticklish streak. But, best of all, absolutely everything is a game. He takes absolutely nothing serious and can find the most creative ways to keep himself entertained.
And Rooster? So named because the boy loves to sing. At anytime, anywhere, and, mostly, when you least want him to, the head goes back and he sings as loudly as possible. Life is meant to be enjoyed.
The attitude is infectious and you can almost always see the mischievous glint in his eyes. Amazingly, he is the alpha male in the pack, though that matters little since the females all boss him around. But he doesn’t care. Attention is attention.
So, Rusty, happy gotcha day. We can not imagine The Herd without you. You are the entertainment, the one who can find fun in the most mundane things, and the one who reminds us everyday to live life to the fullest. Thanks for being a part of The Herd!
What is going on down there?
Posing at Devil’s Courthouse
Can I climb in your lap?
Yes, he climbed up there all by himself. Never sleep on the ground.
Never, never, never sleep on the ground
Look at the view!
A rare serious moment, with Kodiak and Natasha
Paw cross in the Jeep
Showing off that pickle nose
Look over there!
Doing the “Rusty Strut” at Charleston
The proper way to ride in the S-RV
Thanks for Five Years ! ! !