ZABALAZ SIBERIAN HUSKIES

Born to run, whatever the distance

Our Story In Rhyme

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REBEL REBEL

Rebel you were our first love                      How loyal you could be                             When we came home from work you'd say "Fuss me, fuss me, fuss me"

While you were a youngster                       We allowed you to run free                       You had a friend called Ben                      He would bring you back to me

You'd swim in the Marina                           We'd keep you on a flexi                          When you got out you'd shake                   Then say "Don't I look sexy"

In the garden left alone                            You wouldn't go astray                             Until we got Nikita                                    And she showed you the way

You jumped the fence for apples               "Come back please" we'd say                    We even chased you round and round        On our wedding day

Then along came Bonni                            She was your racing pal                            You did quite well together                       Even though she was a gal!

You retired quite young at eight                Your back gave you some pain                  "But that's OK" you said                             "No more running in the rain"                    Maz

 

 

 

 

 

 

OH WHAT A HU-SKI

How handsome can a Ski boy be?                        Terribly handsome, the opinion from me                He can be as handsome as the day is long            He'll even serenade you with his song                   He'll be your companion, morning, noon and night  Or he'll go to bed out of sight                                All he wants to do is please                                  Which he seems to do with the greatest ease          He seems to always do his best                           Even when we put him to the test                          Out in front in single lead                                     He's ran around Cannock and done the deed        He's helped by his sisters, both black and white    They will also pull with all their might                    They ran so quick they got first place                    We can't deny the feeling's ace                             But whatever the result when they get back            We still love them lots, they're part of our pack       We will look after them , even when they are old    They've given us too much for us to be cold           Out again they want to train                                  If it was eight days a week they wouldn't complain  For the last line, let's go back to Ski                       Just how handsome can a Ski boy be? 

                    Maz

                                                                          

 

 

LASKA DOOBY DOO

Laska is a good girl                                  She doesn't do much wrong                     When she's in the garden                         She'll dig holes all day long      

She's always such an angel                        And such a dream to own                         We let her pinch our tea                           And she sometimes gets a bone

Her favourite occupation                          Is to wear her harness and run                 She tries to throw her dad off                   And she does that just for fun

One day she saw some horses                  They were just stood in the way                She decided to take a short cut                And probably saved the day

The short cut that she took                       Was a bit of a suicide track                       But her dad held on with all his might       And Laska brought them back

The trouble is with Laska                         Next time she did the same                       "NO" was heard throughout the forest        And an unrepeatable name

The next time round the forest                 Her brother went in lead                          This was to determine                             The left turn we did not need

Although we have no favourites                 They're all special in some way                 We would not be without them                  Not even for a day                                   Maz 

       

 

 

  

FRANTIC FIVE (WELL FOUR AND A BIT)

It started back in ninety nine                                                                                      Laska saw Xaros and all was fine                                                                                We waited four weeks and had a scan                                                                       The answer was YES, there would be trouble for Dan

Five weeks later and bang on time                                                                             Puppies were born and Laska's a swine                                                                    After a moment she came around                                                                              And to be a good mum, she was bound                                          

Laska made sure they were warm and fed                                                                  And cuddled them closely in her warm bed                                                                 She'd go down the lane if you picked up her lead                                                         But only half way, then to return she would plead                                                      

Five little bundles, two dogs and three bitches                                                              To watch them grow up, they'd have you in stitches                                                      All very special in their own way                                                                                  All very precious we treasure each day

All growing well, time to learn how to run                                                                    Four show potential, very well done                                                                             One not so good, understand she does not                                                                 But what the heck, we love her a lot!

Time to start training, yes with a rig                                                                           You wouldn't believe it, the boys are so big                                                                   At first, they're teamed with an older one                                                                    But it's not long before that option's gone

Too fast for the others, four train together                                                                  They want to go running whatever the weather                                                            The start is so crazy, everyone's mad                                                                         Countdown, let go mum, hold on tight dad

The time has come to start to race                                                                             Two boys together, a heck of a pace                                                                           They need some help to find the way                                                                           Then remember the circuit for the next day

It's not long now before they start to win                                                                      Not to train in bad weather would be a sin                                                                  Their first year running and they take D Class                                                             Championship won, how the trophies amass

Their second year comes in the racing world                                                                  It would be a three dog team and include a girl                                                              A run at Kings Forest, their best they would try                                                             They came in first and saw Amanda cry         

Then up at Tentsmuir things start to go wrong                                                               A neck clip in the eye for Chignik Long                                                                          A re-think on collars is on the way                                                                               But Chigs is eager to run the very next day                       

All we want is the team to have fun                                                                               It doesn't really matter how fast they run                                                                      One day that year, firsts the whole lot                                                                         Even the one that understand she did not                                                           

With B Class sewn up, Ali had the pick of the bunch                                                      But for that tak-tik we had a hunch                                                                              We trained them well and kept them fit                                                                         We battled with weather so they could do their bit

The rig was in question for the last race                                                                       Dad nursed it round and they took first place                                                               What to do now, another championship won                                                                 Will we still train, with the rally season done?

Everyone knows we've done our best                                                                           When the summer comes we'll have a rest                                                                   Lots of cuddles then they start to mow                                                                         Yes!  Getting the tracks ready to Go-Go-Go!                                                                Maz

                                                                                            

 Picture below is Chiniak in lead, Tazlina in left wheel and Chisana in right wheel at Sherwood BSHRA, My three girls from the frantic five.

Picture above Takotna on right and Chignik on left (drivers view), My two boys from the frantic five.

BARKING MAD

We've an ok mum                                    And a soft touch dad                               Between you and us                                They're both barking mad

Lots of time spent                                    Both spraying and mowing                       Is it in vain?                                            Are the thistles still growing?         

We'll lay back and wait                            'till they say it's alright                             Then mum and dad                                You're in for a fright!

It was early August                                  When they said "ok"                                 We would all behave                               And make their day

Small teams at first                                  To control the speed                                We don't know that rule                           And would take no heed

Then a dryish September                        Good we'd get fit                                  Rendlesham in November                        Just might be a hit

A hit it would be                                      Despite the bad weather                         We all did well                                        'cos we all pull together

Rain in November                                   Did the trail no good                               Training's a no go                                   When the surface is mud

We missed out a bit                                Just here and there                                Then a rally is cancelled                         So we'd catch up, beware                       

On two wheels at John's                           Was half the time spent                           Lucky to get back                                    With nothing bent             

We've enjoyed ourselves                          All of the season                                      Just one rally missed                               Takotna the reason

We threw dad off                                    When we did Pillar Wood                          He landed on grass                                Couldn't find any mud

Well that's it for now                                Another long rest                                    Then again we will put                             Mum and dad to the test!

Maz

 

 

 

 Our trails need mowing

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  Two wheels at Bowland Trails, John's Race

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