I've long since resigned myself to the fact that I will probably never have a husky of my own, at least while I persist in living in London and working full-time. But I could, quite conceivably, at some point sooner than my retirement, own a Klee Kai.
Foot-high huskies. Excuse me while I melt.
I imagine one of these miracle pups would set me back around the cost of a small secondhand car. But I know which I'd rather have.