A walk on the beach.

This week my daughter Melanie came to visit with Lola Rose. She was a puppy of Jeffrey and Maddie. Melanie Loves the beach and so took Lola Precious Ollie and Jeffry for a run on the beach… everyone had a great morning!!!

 

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If I didn’t have dogs… an owners tribute.

I recently came across this piece of brilliant writing by a dog owner… I love this…

 

If I didn’t have dogs….I could walk around safely barefoot in the dark…

My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.

All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of dog hair. When the doorbell rang, it wouldn’t sound like the RSPCA kennels. When the doorbell rang, I could get to the door without wading through dog bodies who beat me there.

I could sit how I wanted to on the couch without taking into consideration where several little fur bodies would need to fit. I would not have strange presents under the Christmas tree like dog bones, stuffed animals and have to answer to people why I wrap them up. I would not be on a first name basis with a vet.

Most used words in my vocabulary would not be wee-wee, toilet, outside, sit down, come, no, and leave him/ her ALONE.My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates.My pockets would not contain things like poop pick up bags and dog treats. I would no longer have to spell the word B-A-L-L and F-R-I-S-B-E-E.

I would not buy weird things to stuff into Kongs or have to explain why I’m buying them, or what a ‘Kong’ is.I would not have as many leaves and sticks INSIDE my house as outside.I would not look strangely at people who think having their ONE dog ties them down too much.I would not have to answer the question why do I have so many dogs from people who will never have the joy in their life of knowing they are loved unconditionally by something as close to an angel as they will ever get. Who else has a friend who considers you the MOST important thing in the whole wide world all the time??

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3 beautiful boys left – 8 weeks old!!!

I have 3 beautiful puppies left from my easter litter. Lovely little boys ready for loving homes, 2 black and whites and a choc and white… We have named them for our own benefit. They are happy little boys all with a slightly different personality “Arthur” we have named him the because he has half a moustache he is very gentle a more submissive puppy who loves attention Ben and Benji are more excitable and very cheeky little boys always playing and wrestling each other. Ben has the cutest roundest puppy tummy!

 

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I Am A Breeder

I am a breeder…..

My food receipts for a family of 7 and my dog food bills match

my water bill has doubled

my electric has tripled

It is I, a breeder, who when my fridge quit, saved the dog meds and

let the food go bad.

My feet find the way to the kennel before I have even grabbed a cup

of coffee in the morning and the kennel is my last stop before bed.

While my friends are on a cruise to the Bahamas and my family meets

for Christmas I am home delivering puppies.

I haven’t had a real vacation in 7 years, but maybe soon. All plans

are made around heat dates, whelp dates and vet dates.

I shower and 10 minutes later my grand kids say I smell like a dog.

My clothes are all stained with faecal matter, urine, afterbirth or bleach

I have to remember to clean my shoes before church

Most of my friends breed dogs

who else can you call at 3 am for support?

Who else has the experience I sometimes need, the med I sometimes

need, or just an uplifting word I sometimes need? Who else would

understand how it feels to have invested hours and hours and hours in

a weak puppy to lose it?

Or the joy in investing hours in one that lives?

I have slept on the floor beside a litter until the crucial 2 weeks

have passed. I have bottle fed a litter of 12..feeding every 2 hours

and it taking 90 minutes to do for weeks at a time.

I have learned to be proficient at micro chipping, vaccinations, sub q fluids,

Bottle feeding and tube feeding.

my vet knows me by first name

the vet knows my children

the vet now knows my grand children

my vet knows it was I who added on the wing to the vet clinic

I am a breeder

It is to me that 63 days takes on new meaning still excited by every

new life it is I who delivers all my pups, towels and heat lamps on ready

happiness and sadness sometimes intermingled

Even though it increases my work load, I look forward to the 10 day

stage when eyes open, and puppies begin to emerge from the

helplessness of newborns. Puppy breath, a first bark, and a heart of

exploration.

I am a conscientious lover of animals and I have found my niche.

I am a breeder.

And although I feel no shame there is a part of me that feels the

need to hide from powers that could come to invade my home and take

my dogs …maybe for finding a mild infraction, a leaf in the water

dish? A kennel not yet cleaned for the day?

A rash I am home treating? I tell my children and grand children to

hush, do not tell others we are dog breeders, and I wonder when did

breeding puppies go into the same secret place as criminal activity?

I am a breeder and I am not cruel, dumb, uncaring or criminal. I am

not raking in money while sitting on my butt. Every penny I make I

earn through blood, sweat and tears.

My greatest joy is a healthy puppy and a wonderful home.

The cards of thanks and the pictures of

my puppy with its new family are the fringe benefits of my efforts.

I am an animal lover, nurse, midwife, heavy labourer, customer service

representative, and marketer. AND I AM A BREEDER.

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If It Should Be That I Grow Weak

If it should be that I grow weak
and pain should keep me from my sleep,
then you must do what must be done,
for this last battle cannot be won.

You will be sad, I understand.
Don’t let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest,
your love for me must stand the test.

We’ve had so many happy years.
What is to come can hold no fears.
You’d not want me to suffer so;
the time has come — please let me go.

Take me where my needs they’ll tend,
and please stay with me till the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me,
until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time that you will see
the kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
from pain and suffering I’ve been saved.

Please do not grieve — it must be you
who had this painful thing to do.
We’ve been so close, we two, these years;
don’t let your heart hold back its tears.

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My Little Heart Is Breaking

My little heart is breaking

I know not what to do

I’ve been taken from my mummy

My brothers and sisters to

I was playing tag with Emma

When they walked in through the door

 

Timothy got such a fright

He tiddled on the floor

Benji wasn’t worried

He ran up and wagged his tail

They said he was quite lovely

But they didn’t want a male

 

My human mummy pointed out

That Emma me and Clem

Were all the little girls she had

The choice was up to them

I ran up and tried to tell them

That Emma was the best

She always shared her dinner and very rarely messed

 

I even tried to tell them

That Clem was nice as well

She always kissed me better

When i banged my nose or fell

It seems they cannot have heard me

For they picked me up with care

And said they thought i was the best

Of all the females there

 

They were very kind and gentle

But i didn’t want to go

I’d   have  nobody to play with

And I’d miss my mummy so

I was scared and i was frightened

When they took me in the car

But very soon they said were home

We hadn’t travelled far

 

They were very thoughtful people

Cos they bought a sheepskin rug

Just for me to tiddle on

Or chew and scratch or tug

They put me in a basket

While they went upstairs to bed

I was cold and sad and couldn’t sleep

So i howled and howled instead

 

The light went on they picked me up

And cuddled me real close

They whispered in my ear

And listened to my woes

They took me to their bedroom

And put my basket on the floor

Where i curled up and went to sleep

To dream perchance and snore

 

If i don’t eat my breakfast

Or my dinner or my tea

They give me fresh cooked chicken

So i don’t starve to death you see

They play with me for hours

And take me for lots of walks

They give me lots of cuddles

And they believe this puppy talks

 

Even when i tiddle or leave a little pile

They don’t get cross or angry

They just take me out a while

I think I’am going to like it here

They’re really not so bad

They seem to love me so i think

 

I’ll call them mum and dad.

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When God Made The Earth

When God had made the earth and sky the flowers and the trees,
He then made all the animals the fish the birds and bees.
And when at last He’d finished

Not one was quite the same.
He said, “I’ll walk this world of mine and give each one a name.”
And so He travelled far and wide and everywhere He went
a little creature followed Him until its strength was spent.
When all were named upon the earth and in the sky and sea
the little creature said “Dear Lord there’s not one left for me.”
Kindly the Father said to him, “I’ve left you to the end.
I’ve turned my own name back to front
and called you dog, my friend.”

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No Charge For Love

NO CHARGE FOR LOVE

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell.

He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups.

And set about nailing it to a post on the

Edge of his yard. As he was driving the

Last nail into the post, he felt a tug on

His overalls. He looked down into the

Eyes of a little boy. “Mister,” he said,

“I want to buy one of your puppies.”

“Well,” said the farmer, as he rubbed the

Sweat of the back of! His neck,

“These puppies come from fine parents and

Cost a good deal of money.”

The boy dropped his head for a moment.

Then reaching deep into his pocket,

He pulled out a handful of change and held

It up to the farmer. “I’ve got thirty-nine

Cents. Is that enough to take a look?”

“Sure,” said the farmer, and with that he

Let out a whistle. Here, Dolly!” he called.

Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran

Dolly followed by four little balls of fur.

The little boy pressed his face against the

Chain link fence. His eyes danced with

Delight. As the dogs made their way to the

Fence, the little boy noticed something else

Stirring inside the dog house. Slowly another

Little ball appeared, this one noticeably

Smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a

Somewhat awkward manner, the little pup

Began hobbling toward the others, doing its

Best to catch up…. “I want that one,”

The little boy said, pointing to the runt.

The farmer knelt down at the boy’s side and

Said, “Son, you don’t want that puppy.

He will never be able to run and play with

You like these other dogs would. “With that

The little boy stepped back from the fence,

Reached down, and began rolling up one leg

F his trousers. In doing so he revealed a

Steel brace running down both sides

Of his leg attaching itself to a specially

Made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer,

He said, “You see sir, I don’t run too well

Myself, and he will need someone who

Understands. “With tears in his eyes,

The farmer reached down and picked

Up the little pup. Holding it carefully

He handed it to the little boy.

“How much?” asked the little boy.

“No charge,” answered the farmer,

“There’s no charge for love.”

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Cocker Love

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    There’s a love that lingers always, Deep within my heart It’s the love for cocker spaniels Here’s how it got its start Bought a puppy silky- coated eyes of brown that looked at me Like he thought I … Continue reading

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