Justin F. and Cracker Jack
"Remembering what I read in Alana's book..."
I volunteer as a dog walker at the Ottawa Humane Society (OHS). During a recent volunteer session at the OHS, I walked a few dogs, one of which took off on me...Cracker Jack (CJ), a Siberian husky from the Canadian North, who is as high-energy as they come. OHS staff and dog walkers, in particular, are aware of CJ's nature and agree that to walk this "little" guy is to enter into a realm where one is tested on most accounts, both physically and emotionally. CJ is a sweetheart. That being said, he still, and always will, have his wild side in him.
CJ and I were walking on an ankle-high, snow-filled path. CJ seems to be at peace. All of a sudden, CJ jumps what seemed like 6 feet in the air (probably 4 feet in reality). His gentle leader comes undone and in an instant, he uses both front paws to free himself from where it attaches. Impressive.
So CJ is free. Yes, CJ is off-leash. He took off like a flash of lighting. In an instant, he's 600 feet away from me. My instincts taking over, I began to run after him. Remembering what I read in Alana's book, I came to an abrupt halt and started making very loud noises and began to run in the opposite direction. CJ stopped, turned around, and began to run towards me at the same speed he left a moment earlier. 300 feet away. I was thinking to myself, "He's not going to stop. He'll bowl me over." I got on my knees and leaned forward as to position my centre-of-gravity in preparation for a collision. 150 feet. 30 feet. 1 foot.... WHAM! I tackled him into a snow bank! We're both full of snow, CJ on top of me and looking the happiest that I've ever seen him. With CJ in a firm bear hug, and still on my chest with his muzzle on my face, I realized that he truly was having a fun time. Both CJ and I emerged from the collision unscathed.
We had a moment together. Through that experience, we became closer. I believe that was CJ's intent all along. He simply wanted to play. His spirit craved freedom. I shall never forget that experience and the connection that was made on that cold, snowy December night in Ottawa.
— Justin