It could be difficult for most people when it comes to picking out the best breed of dog to be your pet. I mean there is a rather large selection to choose from, being that there is approximately 300 breeds of dogs in the world. But for me the choice is easy, I will always choose the Siberian husky over any dog out there, being that I have had three of them over the last 22 years, I know that they are the best breed out there.

I fell in love with the Siberian Huskies in 1994, where I purchased my first Siberian husky from a breeder in Japan. I had just recently gotten married so my wife and I felt that instead of jumping on the child making band wagon we would buy a dog to treat as our first child. Her name was "Misty" which was short for her official kennel name of Asian Enchantment Autumn Mist. She was the one that changed my perspective on all other breeds of dogs. I knew from that day, the Siberian husky is the only breed of dog for me.

Misty was the first dog I ever had that came with official papers, which included a blood line like no other, it consisted of three former champions that still competed at the time. This bloodline would follow along with Misty as well, as she won the first competition we entered her in. To me it felt like a kid winning a beauty competition.

I love the breed so much that I decided to breed Misty and start my own kennel. A few weeks later the Kaczmarczyk kennels was established. Although, the experience was short lived as the first time I mated Misty would be the last time. I never imaged how painful the experience would be for Misty, and I told myself I would never do it again. After the successful breeding of Misty, I thought the hard part was over. But the worst was still to come. In the process of labor the puppies had ruptured her uterus wall and now both Misty and her puppies were at risk. I rushed her to the emergency veterinarian only to save 5 of the 6 puppies. We had a new family in the house now that consisted of Whiskey, Black Knight, Hercules, Candy, and Pumpkin which all fell under the Kaczmarczyk Kennel name.

The day the puppies left was one of the worst moment in my life. I felt that my kids were being taking from me. I decided that I would keep the one puppy out of the litter that seem to shy away from people when that came in, it was Candy.

Now living with two Huskies I learned that the value of house goods are not that important. As both Misty and Candy would constantly team up to tear apart my couch and tables. Trust me when I say that it took a minute for me to accept that they had no clue what they had done. Eventually they would settle their ways and win back my heart.

In all good stories there is the inevitable ending of death. Misty now 8 years old had started to vomit uncontrollably. I decided to take her to the vet to figure out what was wrong. The vet insisted on doing an exploratory checkup to discover what was going on. During the checkup he found a tumor that was blocking her stomach, and felt that they could do a bypass of the stomach to help her. That was the last day I was able to spend with Misty, as she never recovered. I never cried so hard in my life.

I was in the U.S. Army when bringing up my huskies. This was hard on them because it consisted in a lot of travel. Candy had already been around the world three times and it started to take its toll. On my last overseas assignment to Hawaii, the unfortunate use of quarantine made it especially hard on her. Despite all my efforts to avoid it, she was quarantined for one month. I could tell when she returned to the house the she wasn't the same dog. So to add a little spark to her life I purchased my third husky by the name of Zippy. For a short time I seem to get my old Candy back.

Candy now age 12 was starting to show the signs of old age. Unfortunately during that time I had to serve one last deployment in Afghanistan. I feared that I would never see her again. But to my surprise through all the struggles Candy endured she made it to see me return. I knew that she missed me due to the fact when I got home she acted as if she wasn't in any pain jumping up to receive her hugs. I will never forget her because I know in my heart she stayed alive for me to see her one last time, a few days later she would pass away by natural causes.

Today, I still feel that the only breed of dog to get is a Siberian husky. I still will never forget my first two huskies as they were the ones that truly made me fall in love with the breed. But for now, I am out of the military spending my time with Zippy enjoying taking walks and living life.