After we got his sister that next year, he didn't like her too much and wanted to be the only dog who played with the toys. If Rose wanted to cuddle, Dexter would be right there wanting to play. They became inseparable and caused a lot of chaos together whether it was tearing up our carpet or having zoomies together and racing through the house. And in typical husky fashion, Dexter loved to talk. He didn't really talk to me a lot, but he would talk to my husband, my dad and my aunt when they came in the house. Dexter loved everyone. There was not a single mean bone in his body. Even strangers he would greet with hugs and kisses and bring them toys for them to play with him. He wasn't much of a cuddler. When he was younger, he may just have jumped up on the couch to rest his head in your lap, but only for a short period and then he would get up. As he got older he grew to like cuddling with us. He loved back massages. All we had to do was ask him if he wanted back massages and he would walk over to you and sit with his back to you. Or at any point in time, he would just come up and sit down and want his back massaged. At bed time, he would always give bedtime kisses every night. He would even crawl in between my husband and I and lay his head on our pillows. And no doubt in the mornings when my husband left for work, Dexter would quickly jump up on the bed and take his pillow and then would look at him like "what are you going to do about it?" And Dexter knew the nights that my husband wouldn't be coming home because he would just go and take his spot in bed on the pillow and we would cuddle all night. And in the morning time, you would know when it was time to wake up. Dexter would let you know when it was time to get up if he was out in the living room and didn't want to be alone. So we would go out, Dexter was usually in the recliner with a puddle of drool under him, and give him belly rubs until he was no longer sad. Sometimes though Dexter would howl and he would be inconsolable like a baby. We would try everything, toys, belly rubs, anything to console him, but he would just howl as if something was the matter.

Dexter was a very cultured dog. He has traveled from coast to coast with us. His favorite place in this world was at our camp on Lake Bonaparte. As soon as you were to say the word camp, he knew exactly where he was going. And once he was up there, he would swim and loved to sit on the boat even if it wasn't going anywhere. If we were on a boat ride, he had to be so far up front that he had to have his paws on the very edge of the boat. Without fail, he would sleep on the ride home because he had such a good day at camp. He liked to explore. We only took him on 1 hiking trip as we had just gotten started as a new hobby which just so happened to be Dexter's last good weekend. But any rock or wall that Dexter could jump on he would. Dexter loved the dog park. We started taking him when he was just a puppy, so he loved all dogs big or small. He got to be the boss around town and when dogs would act up, he was the first one over to investigate and would start talking to tell them to knock it off. Everyone thought it was just the funniest thing. But Dexter didn't take no dogs nonsense if he didn't want to put up with it. Anytime a dog, kid, or anyone would walk or ride by the house, all you had to say was "Dexter Look!!" and he would run to the window and his cheeks would start puffing. He would start howling and wagging his tail because he wanted them to come in and play.

There are so many things that I could say about Dexter and all of the memories that I have of him that 60,000 characters could not do justice to the few years that we had together. Dexter became very ill all of a sudden and the vets could not figure out what was wrong with him even after being at Cornell for over a week. I brought him home and we weren't sure how long we had. Dexter had a whole team behind him taking care of him day and night. He began improving however we started to slowly see him decline again and all of a sudden become sick again. I had no idea when I took him to the vet that I would not be taking him home with me. He is missed very much and I wish that he had more time on this Earth with us, but he had put up a fight for a month and a half that he wasn't strong enough to fight anymore. We gave him the best 6.5 years that would could have possibly given him. Home is not the same without him as we had Dexter since we moved into our first house together. I miss him more then words could ever describe. Dexter will never be forgotten and will always have a place in our hearts.