husky. i was living in Burlington, Vermont, in 1990…i looking for a new apartment. my boyfriend suggested his friend’s house, he rented out rooms of his beautiful Victorian house. i met his friend…Gavin was a bit intimidating, but he had brought along his husky, named Kahn, to meet me. to see if we would suit together. despite my feelings for Gavin, i wanted to be with this dog. so of course i moved right in. isn’t that a good enough reason to move in with a perfect stranger, a man five years older, at the age of 20?
Siberian Huskies are not known as guard dogs, they care nothing for strangers…well, unless they are to be admired. BUT one very cold winter night, i had taken Kahn with me to visit a friend. she lived about 15 blocks away. Kahn was a puller of people, not good on a leash. i’m sure most of the time, anyone who saw me being pulled around by a 80 pound dog thought i looked rather silly.
on that long walk home, i realized i was being followed. i could hear footsteps behind me in the crunchy snow. i remembered reading/hearing about dogs being empathic, so i made sure i sent my fear down the leash to Kahn. i said over & over in my mind, “home, Kahn, home Kahn.” i didn’t think Kahn could pull me harder then he usually does, but that night, i believe had i been on a sled, we would have reached home in seconds. as kahn pulled me faster, the footsteps of the man behind sped up too & i could hear him breathing harder. when i was half a block from home, the stranger put his hand on my shoulder…AND Kahn turned into a dangerous wolf, he turned around & his mouth went straight for the man’s throat. i’ve never seen a Kahn so angry before. the stranger backed off, out of Kahn’s reach & he said to me, “keep your dog back” & he crossed the street & disappeared. with tears freezing down my cheeks, i ran the rest of the way home & fell into the arms of my roommate, shaking & crying with fear & relief. i told him what Kahn had done. Gavin was so completely shocked by the tale i told him. he couldn’t believe that something like that had happened to us. from that night on, my roommate told me that i couldn’t leave the house, at night, without taking Kahn with me. not a problem.
i lived with Kahn for about three years & when i moved out. Gavin would let me take Kahn for a few days at a time, like we had a child custody agreement. i know that Gavin let me have his dog as often as i wanted because Gavin understood the bond between Kahn & i.
Kahn was my Champion.