


Trent purchased Wager in Alaska and drove down the Alcan Hwy with her in the front seat, hoping to assist in her socialization. As he said, after ALL of those miles, she chose Florence, WI to jump out the window at the local coffee shop. The coffee shop owner told them she'd call us, local mushers and we WOULD catch her. Thanks for the vote of confidence, Lisa!
So for four days a battalion of us chased her, lured her with salmon, drove through fields with lights, lost our hearts when she ran across the highway more than once in front of trucks, and FINALLY, with the help of our good Skinny and our neighbor, we cornered her off the highway.
She lived in our living room with two leashes until Trent could get back up to pick her up again and we loved her. She was very shy and very hungry but our house dogs welcomed her. We told her if it didn't work out for her for Iditarod she is always welcome back with us.
So to see her in her truck and to hear that she is his main leader now, was very heartwarming.
These are photos of Wager in her truck and running Iditarod, in this photo in point , not lead, just until she gets past the scary people.
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