Kennel.
One word, a conditioned response. A family ravaged by smell. Our dog Athena, a 4-year-old husky, is a unique individual. Though she is technically still a dog, she is more like a sister to our daughter, a second bratty sibling. She shoves our daughter down to get food, competes with her for attention, talks to us in a way that we swear is demeaning us and our life choices. If you walk in the door or wake up in the morning and fail to acknowledge her first, she becomes upset and lets out a grumble and a low howl. She takes her food and scatters it all over the floor, demands walks when you put your shoes on. To be fair, she is sweet as well. She cuddles when upset, is kind to our daughter when she falls on her, despite the falling occurring due to Athena’s unwillingness to move. She is a handful, and has a mentality unlike what one would expect from a normal dog. She gets her way through straight lack of care or concern for others, desires head of the pack and...