Hi!! My name is Dusty. I'm 16 years old. I was born
in the summer of 1976. I live on the lower end of town a little below
Norma's house. I eat anything except potatoes. I sleep in my
doghouse all by myself.The things I like to do are stay with my
mother and sister, and my friend Silver, and go on long walks with
my owner"s kids.I also like to roam around town, but I'm real
careful of whose yards I go into, because some people don't like
dogs around their yards.
The thing I don't like doing is dogsitting my younger
sister, Whitey. I have to make sure she doesn't get into
too much mischief and doesn't roam around for too long. I
eat twice a day. My owner Moses sometimes forgets to feed us,
so he lets one of his children do that. Sometimes, probably
when he's feeling rich, he gives us enough food to last a
day or two.
I go on long walks all by myself, If not with my mother or
sister. Once in awhile my owner takes me out on long walks to the
airport or the tundra. It's more exciting to go out on walks with
my owner's kids because their more active. While I go on walks
with the kids I run around and do a little hunting here and
there.
During winter before the sled dog races begin my owner
starts to train us for the big days. About twice a week we go out
running for about three miles a day. It's fun in a way, but also
very tiring. But I know I must go on, instead of letting my owner
down. These races mean everything to him so I really do have to
try my best.
After we get back from running I love to get loose and run
around like crazy, but my owner doesn't let me be loose for a long
time. He ties me back up after running around and getting into
peoples' trash. It seems like all my life I have been tied up, but
sometimes I get loose. Then my owner or his kids have to chase me
around town and bring me back to tie me up again. I bark and growl
like crazy, hoping that I could scare them away, but it never
works.
Marshall
Cultural Atlas