Connor Mackay / firstname.lastname@example.org
▪️Actor, Writer, Carpenter.
▪️Vancouver, BC 🇨🇦/ Los Angeles, CA 🇺🇸
▪️Play Management - Lena@playmgmt.com
15 years. This time next year I will be more this person than that. Well, I’d say I’m much more this than that now anyway but like... technically. Strange thought. Dad.
Today we say goodbye to an old friend. About 7 years ago we rescued keeway off a fire in northern ontario, and smuggled him back to BC. Rough beginnings for him. The isolated community had been evacuated for several weeks and all the dogs were running wild, starving and killing each other. We were told to carry large sticks or our Pulaskis at all times. They didn’t bother us much but they fought each other constantly. In fact, at only around 6 weeks old keeway was one of only two pups remaining out of a 9 pup litter. A couple days before we were supposed to leave he had been attacked by a larger dog and had a large chunk taken out of his ear. Luckily someone else had been nearby and was able to stop it. Keeway stayed in my tent for the rest of the deployment before we snuck him onto the charter plane in a cook set bag back to thunder bay. From there we tried to sneak him onto the larger flight back to bc but were caught. Just before shipping him by freight back the charter made an exception to the no pets policy they had and let us bring him on the plane.
That was just the beginning for him though. He was badly malnourished and sick with worms, and super low energy. He was incredibly aggressive with food, having lived off garbage and having to fight for it early on. He didn’t just chew on things a bit. He destroyed half our apartment in Nelson. He absolutely refused to be kennel trained at home, so he slept in bed with me every night. Otherwise he’d whine for hours, with a newborn living upstairs. But damn was he a cute pup. He became relatively obedient indoors but absolutely hopeless outside, I swear I tried. Husky crosses are headstrong.
After a year or two, he ended up living with my mom in rossland. With my fireseason schedule home and away so frequent it seemed the better choice, and then eventually moving to vancouver where he’d trade a fenceless world for a small apartment, made it a smart decision.
He was definitely a bit of a runt of the litter, and frustrating as hell trying to get back into the car or house, but always worth it. He was a beautiful dog with a lot of character, who loved to cuddle. He will be missed.