On the coldest night of the year in Eagle, Alaska, Foxy and her litter mates were born. It was -50 on December 28, 1995. Fifty degrees below zero.
She is now 14 years old.

Foxy is truly an inspiration. It might be a stretch to say this, but she has keen intuition. She reads people and situations. And she should: she led 950 miles of the Yukon Quest in 2002 for Wayne.
I tell the story often because I find it inspiring. She was made for the cold. With a thick, oily coat, she's in her element in the white stuff.
These days she lays on the sofa at the Lazy Husky Ranch, enjoying a much-deserved retirement. She is our kennel namesake. And she will always be an inspiration, for her keen insight and will.
Happy Birthday, Foxy!
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