Our silly old man Bones as we call him now. Well I only know part of his story and what I know is pretty horrific. Bones is about 8 years old and had a good start to life but over the years he ended up in the hands of an uncaring man who ran an arctic outfitting company. According to him the dogs were taken care of , if you think being given four feet of chain, no doghouse to get out of the sun and to shelter him in the -50c winters and minimal if any food is taking care of a dog. When Jo Kelly rescued him, Bones weighed 46 pounds and was so impacted with worms that he almost died... After two nights on IV fluids Jo took him home. Jo found a home for him in England with friends of ours but we were to learn while he was doing his 6 month quarantine with us that he had a problem seeing. So off we go to the Veterinary hospital for an eye exam, the doctors there saw no problems with his vision even though he ran into gates, doors and people like he was blind. The concenses was optic nerve damage from either malnutrition or that he suffered a blow to the head. Needless to say Jo, Ann and I decided he was to live with us in his retirement rather than fly him half way across the world. Bones still has vision problems but he is now 75 pounds and is everything you expect of a Canadian Eskimo dog, Happy, playful, initiating play with people and other dogs and can still hold his own with the young boys in harness. Now you know a bit about our Silly Old Man Bones.