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Breeder with a Capital "B" A Breeder (with a capital B) is one who thirsts for knowledge and never really knows it all, one who wrestles with decisions on conscience, convenience, and commitment. A Breeder is one who sacrifices personal interest, finances,
time, fancy furniture, and deep pile carpeting.
A Breeder gives up the dreams
of a long, luxurious cruise in favor of turning that all important Show into
this years "vacation".
A Breeder goes without sleep (but never without hot coffee or tea) in hours spent planning a breeding or watching anxiously
over the birth process, and afterwards, over every little sneeze, wiggle or cry.
A Breeder skips dinner parties because that litter is due or the babies have to be fed at eight. A Breeder disregards birth fluids and puts mouth to mouth to save a gasping newborn, literally blowing life into a tiny helpless
creature that may be the culmination of a lifetime of dreams.
A Breeder's lap is a marvelous place where generations of proud and noble champions once snoozed. A Breeder's hands are strong and firm and often soiled, but ever so gentle and sensitive to a puppy's wet nose
A Breeder's back and knees are usually arthritic from stooping, bending, and sitting in a birthing box, but strong enough to support the next choice pup to a championship.
A Breeder's shoulders are stooped and often heaped with the abuse from competitors, but they're wide enough to support the weight of a thousand defeats and frustrations.
A Breeder's arms are always able to wield a mop, support a armful of puppies, or lend a hand to a newcomer.
A Breeder's ears are wondrous things, sometimes red (from being talked about) or strangely shaped (from being pressed against a phone receiver), often deaf to criticism, yet always fine tuned to the whimper of a puppy. A Breeder's eyes are blurred from pedigree research and sometimes blind to her own
dogs faults, and are ever so keen when searching for that perfect specimen.
A Breeder's brain is foggy on peoples names, but can recall pedigrees faster than a IBM computer. It's so full of knowledge that sometimes it blows a fuse: it catalogues thousands of good boning, fine ears, perfect heads... and buries the soul of failures and the ones that didn't turn out.
A Breeder's heart is often broken, but it beats strongly with hope everlasting... and its
always in the right place!
Oh, Yes, there are breeders, and then, there are... BREEDERS! |
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