As the Mummy of a five and ten pound chihuahua, the thought of chaining my dogs to a stick in the middle of an ice road in YK was slightly unlikely! Olivia is glaring at me as I type this sentence.
Like the Southerner I am, I saw this dog and said, "Oh my GOD, HUBBY, what is that? Is that a DEAD DOG?! Oh my god, why is there a dog balled up in the middle of the road! Stop the car... STOP THE CAR! Go see if he is OK!"
Hubby responded by telling me this dog is very much alive and that it is in fact normal to see dogs roaming or even sleeping in the streets in various areas around here. Yes, even when it is freezing outside. Then as we drove by he said, "See Nat? He's lickin' his crotch."
Oh. OK.
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