Questions

Greetings to all!  It's me, Maggie!  Today, I thought I'd take a couple minutes to answer some of the questions you all have posed in the last few days!  Nothing official like PMQs (Questions to the Prime Minister), just answering the "mail", so to speak.

Before I get started, perhaps we should re-start PMQs!  A weekly post where I (and Cam) attempt to answer any of the questions you might have for us.  What would you all think of that?  I only did a few sessions (click for 1, 2, and 3) but that was pretty cool.  Please let me know what you think in the comments!

Question 1!

OK, so yesterday, our friends Murphy and Stanley wanted to know why our mom was wearing a "glove".

She wasn't going for some kind of 1980s fingerless glove look!  Actually, she was wearing her soft splint instead of the hard one which she was supposed to be wearing.  Mom.  She has a couple more weeks in the hard splint for that thumb still.  Click here for longer explanation.  She usually covers the splints with a Buff or Vet Wrap because (1) they're black and are thereby Sibe floof magnets and (2) the Velcro straps are super sharp.

Question 2!

Many of you wanted to know how many treats my mom used to get the shot for Wordless Wednesday.

Oh, please!  Like I wouldn't sit and pose sweetly with Mom not even holding my leash without being bribed!  Please!  What do you take me for?  Some kind of Siberian Husk---oh.  Right.  Page 392 of the Siberian Husky Rule Book, if I remember correctly.  Yeah.  Well, OK.  Truthfully?  Two.  And they were mighty tasty ones.

Question 3!

Our BFF (Best Feline Friend) Madi and her mom wanted to know how normal is it for a Sibe who is bi-eyed to have the blue eye on the left!  All three of the bi-eyed Siberians they know (Misty, Lightning, and me) have the blue eye on the left!

Me!  Brown eye right, blue eye left!

Great question!  And yes, as Madi went on to say, being bi-eyed is totally normal!  Both eyes are 100% normal, have excellent vision, and if you're a show dog, it's perfectly acceptable -- not a pro or a con.  The blue can be on the right or the left!  Let's take a look at all of my great sisters and great brothers who came before me here at Ao4 Headquarters, for example!

Mom and Dad's first Siberians, Jesse and Lucky, were both bi-eyed.  Like me, they opted to go "blue eye left".  Here is a pic of them as wee puppies:

Jesse and Lucky

Mighty adorable, don't you think?  For lots more photos of them, you can enter their names into the search engine on our blog!  We've featured them quite a few times!

We don't want to leave our great brother Booter out; he had awesome eyes!  He was an honorary Sibe, but was actually a Lab/Australian Shepherd mix.  He had two coppery-brown eyes.

Booter!  Honorary Siberian

The original members of the Ao4 were Stormy, Amber, Zimmie, and Dave.  The girls and Zim were bi-eyed, and Davy had two beautiful blue eyes.  Here's a collage from a post they put up back in 2006:

Top to bottom:  Stormy, Amber, Zim, and Dave

As you can see, Storms and Ammy were "blue eye right"!  And look closely at Stormy's dark brown eye -- she was also parti-eyed -- there was a flash of blue in the inner corner!  Awesome!  If you look closely at the first photo I posted today, the one of me, you'll see that I also have a party-eye.  I mean "parti-eye".  In my blue eye, I have some amber coloring up in the top inside corner.

So of the bi-eyed Sibes in our family, the members of the "blue eye left" camp are Jesse, Lucky, Zimmie, and me.  Storm and Amber were "blue eye right".  4 to 2.  I think it's a coincidence that we outnumber the other campers.  

Davy was our only "two blue eyes" Sibe, and in addition to our "honorary Sibe" Booter, Cammie is a proud member of the "two brown eyes" club.

My beautiful sister Cam's chocolate-y brown eyes

So to wrap it up, "blue eye left", "blue eye right", or two of the same color -- it all happens.  And we love them all!!!

Thanks for some great questions, everyone!  Remember, if you'd like to see a return of PQMs, just let us know in the comments!

Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher