Nikita

We didn't find Nikita, she found us.  During a routine trip to the mall for lunch, I walked past the pet store.  There she was, a Siberian Husky bordering on three months (old for a pet store dog).  Though I promised myself I wouldn't ever buy a dog from a mall pet store, I knew the manager who told me the breeders were reputable and that I wasn't helping to fund a puppy mill.  That evening, I brought Katie up to the mall and by night she was part of the family..