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I'm still alive... just a little unactive on DA is all, I have my reasons.

After Pidge died on Sept 30, we had her cremated into ashes. ...Using Alchemy, her ashes, and the philospher's stone, I brought her back to life! Muwaahahah! Heh, no ....although the thought did pass my mind for a second. A month after her death, my parents wanted to get another dog, I thought it was a little too early to get another, but they went ahead and looked around for another anyway. They searched online for different Siberian Huskeys, and found a few possible choices. In the end, we ended up with this cute male Huskey.

We helped rescue him from a killing shelter, they wait about 3 days... then they put the dog down. His previous owner sent him there for reasons we'll never know, we have no idea why anyone would want to send him to such a shelter instead of giving it to someone else, but thanks to us he has a home that wont reject him, no matter what. The lady who actually did the rescuing has like 5 dogs and is always saving them from the shelter.

She named him Rex, and since he was used to the name, that's what we have been calling him ever since. Dad wanted to call him "Wriggley" after the crappy gum... my mom wanted to call him.... some corny retarded name, I forgot what it was. And Gramps wanted to call him "Rambo". I wanted him to keep his name, although I wasn't too happy with it. "Rex" is a really clich'e name for a dog, but I don't want to confuse the poor guy by changing it.

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I'm still alive... just a little unactive on DA is all, I have my reasons.

After Pidge died on Sept 30, we had her cremated into ashes. ...Using Alchemy, her ashes, and the philospher's stone, I brought her back to life! Muwaahahah! Heh, no ....although the thought did pass my mind for a second. A month after her death, my parents wanted to get another dog, I thought it was a little too early to get another, but they went ahead and looked around for another anyway. They searched online for different Siberian Huskeys, and found a few possible choices. In the end, we ended up with this cute male Huskey.

We helped rescue him from a killing shelter, they wait about 3 days... then they put the dog down. His previous owner sent him there for reasons we'll never know, we have no idea why anyone would want to send him to such a shelter instead of giving it to someone else, but thanks to us he has a home that wont reject him, no matter what. The lady who actually did the rescuing has like 5 dogs and is always saving them from the shelter.

She named him Rex, and since he was used to the name, that's what we have been calling him ever since. Dad wanted to call him "Wriggley" after the crappy gum... my mom wanted to call him.... some corny retarded name, I forgot what it was. And Gramps wanted to call him "Rambo". I wanted him to keep his name, although I wasn't too happy with it. "Rex" is a really clich'e name for a dog, but I don't want to confuse the poor guy by changing it.