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My first love was the Shetland
Sheepdog. I bred and showed Shelties for over 20 years.
During
this time, I was raising two small children, whom the shelties adored. There was never a lack of someone to play with them. I thought nothing could compare to them as far as intelligence, beauty and a devoted companion. I was wrong! Pictured above are just a few of my shelties.
My first poodle was "Pierre" a rescue from a
pet shop. I knew better! He is now 14
yrs. old and still the "king of the roost".
Poor Pierre has so many illnesses and disabilities, but is still a youngster at heart. So, the moral to this story is DON'T BUY FROM A PET STORE!!!!! My poodles
are now being played with by my four beautiful grandchildren from my two beautiful grown children. Talk about a full circle...I was fortunate in being able to obtain two excellent quality black
minis, and both of them finished their CHAMPIONSHIPS. My male "Rubin" and my female "Lizz". Most important to me is that my babies will be someone's spoiled and loved house dog. The showing part is for my own satisfaction, and to tell the truth I am so happy when my babies go to loving pet
homes. My poodles are house dogs and spoiled rotten. I call them my "velcro dogs" because they stick to me like glue! At night, I have some bed partners who sleep on my
queen size bed. Now you would think that there would be plenty of room "for me". NOT. They all spread out
like they own the bed, and they all have to be touching me. So therefore, I end up with no room to move. And,
don't try to move them because they are like a sack of concrete. No way, no how are they going to move so my sleeping
arrangements are about 1/4 of the bed. My dogs are not my "whole life, but they make my life whole" (Roger Caras).
Wouldn't have it any other way!
My poodles are the best dogs in the whole world !!!! Of course, everybody says that about their
poodles!
Obviously, my second favorite animal
is the horse. I have owned 2 of them over several years. I loved them dearly and they knew it.
Whenever they saw me or heard me, they would come running from far out in the pasture, to get their special treat.
I never could figure out if they were so happy to see me or just to get their treat! I think it was the treats
that brought them to me everytime. LOL
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