Jack's BlogAdventures of Jackson the Alaskan Malamute

Once again, my personal secretary has been goofing off (earning a living and such) and has neglected to enter my blogs. Good help is SO hard to come by.

My summer got off to a shaky start.   I was snoozing on the couch on June 23rd when all of a sudden I woke to find myself on the floor. The floor was shaking! The couch was shaking. The house was shaking! In fact, the entire ground was shaking in a 5.0 earthquake that hit Quebec and Ontario! Read the rest of this entry »

Deranged Bovine

Yesterday while mom and dad were in the other room watching an episode of NCIS I did some investigating on my own.  I climbed up over the sofa and stretched out so I could reach an old Loblaw’s bin into which my humans had piled some things they didn’t want me to find.  Silly humans.  I have tons of toys to play with any time I want.  Why they thought I would want their old stinky things beats me.  Just the same, I wanted to know what was so all fired important that they took such pains to keep it from me. What did I find?  A mad cow!!  He moo’ed and laughed and shook back and forth each time I bit him!!  We played for a long time while dad took this video!

In the express lane

Today my personal chauffeur, Dad, drove me to church to visit with all the people there.  We were off to a late start but arrived on time because we flew down highway 417 in the express lane.   (If you don’t believe  we flew, you’ve probably never been in a car with my dad behind the wheel!)   Dad said that we could use the express lane because there were two of us in the car and we qualified as a car pool.  (Mom, on the other hand, says we were a car “drool” because that’s what I do when I get a little car sick.  Mom has a strange sense of humor.) Read the rest of this entry »

Let me begin by saying that it is through no fault of my own that my blog has been neglected these past weeks.  My personal typist assumes full responsibility, claiming to be preoccupied with other things.   To that lame excuse I can only say, “Bad human! No! NO!”

The weeks since my last post have been eventful ones: Read the rest of this entry »

My humans left this morning to go about their Sunday duties. Being the good puppy that I am, I sacked out in my little play pen and took a nap.

I woke to discover that the two homo sapiens to whom I am bound for life failed to secure one of my possessions before leaving.

Malamute puppies, please take note: Do not leave your toys unattended if there is a hound dog in the house. Read the rest of this entry »

Current Status of My Audial Appendages

My ears continue to have a mind of their own. They had been in Dumbo the Elephant mode for over a week when the left one decided to break with the ranks and leap up again. Then, early one morning last week, mom came bleary eyed into the room to hear dad say, “Look at his ears!” Sure enough, Dad had caught a fleeting glimpse of the right ear standing up tall beside the left. As soon as mom glanced in my direction the nasty thing dropped down low again.

As the day progressed, ol’ Audial Appendage Right alternated between ninety degrees and 45. Mom was quick enough to catch a brief glance before it drooped between 2:45 and 3:12 PM on Wednesday.  Now the blasted thing is taunting all of us by stubbornly hanging at the side of my head. I remain in the one ear up and one ear down position. (Molly is hoping that both go down and stay down, but she is a hound dog. What does she know? She may have a good nose, but her bi-directional hearing isn’t worth a plugged nickel.)

My brother, Luca, has two ears up. My brother, Rudi, has no ears up. I had both ears down to start. Then the left ear shot up like a mule’s and the other hung like a hound dog’s. Now they are both down again. Grandma says it is because I am teething. Personally, I am a bit disappointed.  I was hoping that if my right ear would leap to the side like the left one I could flap them fast enough to lift off the ground and fly. Read the rest of this entry »

When I was at grandma’s place there were a lot of dogs – all Alaskan Malamutes like me.  At my new home there are more cats than dogs and we all have our own sections of the house.  Molly and I have the biggest space of all – the living room, dining room, and my favourite place – the kitchen.  It’s one big room but sometimes Molly will spend time behind the kitchen island or I will spend time in my little pen.  Dad says that if he doesn’t do this we will just keep wrestling and wrestling non-stop.  Of course we also have our yards too.  They are really big.  Dad says there is about one and a half acres of space and it’s all fenced to keep us safe. Read the rest of this entry »

Yesterday we had freezing rain in Ottawa and Dad said there would be no playing outside.  Then he went and smashed up all the ice with his snowshoes so we could walk around safely.  Of course that was just for Molly and Daisy because I have my own snowshoe paws and ice is easy stuff for me to walk on.  We had snow overnight so Dad said we could play today.  The ground was snow on top with ice underneath and then slush beneath that so if you pressed down too hard you fell through into the slush.

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I was born on October 7, 2009 compliments of Kathleen Corkum of Edgemere Kennels in Hammonds Plains, Nova Scotia. My mom’s name is ‘Ting and my dad’s is Blarney. I entered the world in the company of one sister and two brothers.

Unknown to me, my human mom and dad were carefully monitoring every detail of my impending birth. They had been malamute-less for over a year and I was destined to remedy that very sad and utterly unacceptable situation!

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