Quinn the Legend
Quinn, in motion
“Their pawprints leave marks deeper than time.”
Quinn, the husky as big as a tiger.
Or that's how I remember him, since I was still small when he died in the early 80's.
Big, charismatic, handsome, alpha male who sired puppies and roamed the neighborhood like he owned it. We had to build a 6-foot fence around the entire yard to keep him contained.
Sketches of Quinn by Canadian artist Fenwick Landsdowne
Quinn drove my dad crazy with his indifference to attempts at asserting dominance. But he went everywhere with us, even to Canada, where another artist Fen Lansdowne, sketched him as he lay on the lawn. Quinn moved like a tiger too, with a gorgeous and confident gait.
Quinn, in typical magnificent stance, and with Makah, the raven
Quinn kept company with another legendary animal in our family: Makah the Raven. You can just make out Makah in the picture above, on the right.
I grew up with a menagerie of animals and the memories of my relationships with them are emerging as I make my way through the family archives.