Blaze showing off in her harness.
When we first got her back, I put on a harness and tie a small log for her to drag, she didn't even notice. Never once turned around to look at it, just wanted to go faster. After that I tied her to my 3-wheel bike I use for pulling and she never thought twice about what she was doing. She was the first dog I never had to teach "how" to pull, she just did it. I still have to work with her on commands, turning, stopping (very important, lol) and just plain listening to me, but she's smart enough to catch on quick.
Watching her run while she pulls is like watching water flow. I've never witnessed a dog pull with such fluid and graceful movements. She moves effortlessly, agile and with strength. Her body is sleek and smooth and rises and falls like that of a gentle wave. She becomes very focused, almost a completely different dog, and you can feel the ghosts from the centuries of this old tradition riding along beside you. It literally takes your breath away.
There is nothing more beautiful than watching a dog do what it was born to to. There is nothing more amazing than finding and unlocking that gift and watch it come to blossom. And there is nothing like watching Blaze pull a sled in the middle of snowstorm and the beauty of watching her be the Husky she is.