Breeding dogs is more a 'way of life' for us, particularly with Maggie having come from a family of dog breeders, and having bred Dalmations in early adulthood, then Arab Horses during her 'horsey' phase. The need for research, obtaining true to type and healthy lines was impressed on Maggie early in life. Couple that with an approach of 'if you're going to do something, then do it well', leads to a desire that every dog and puppy is a happy, healthy true to type individual that knows it is utterly loved.
We believe we have a responsibility to the breeds and to the puppies we breed and introduce into new homes. We breed, not only to show, but also to allow families to have the opportunity to purchase a well-bred, happy, healthy and well socialised puppy who will literally become a new member of the family. Our aim is to breed true to the breed standard, and we take great care to ensure that both parents and puppies are free of inherant problems and are of good quality with good conformation, looks and disposition.
We take a great deal of care to get to know prospective puppy purchasers and to ensure that the puppy they introduce into their home as best as possible suits their environment and the personalities of all members of the household. Many of our families stay in touch with updates from time to time. This is something we cherish as it confirms that our puppies are well-loved and well-cared for, plus we have the opportunity to see how they mature.
Our puppies are well handled and socialised prior to relocating to their new homes. Every effort is made to ensure a happy introduction to their new family and environment. While Cavaliers are a wonderfully adaptive breed, a little help in finding the right environment in the first instance does not go astray.
We want you, and the puppy, to be very happy with your choice, and we certainly do not believe that our responsibility ends with the delivery of the puppy.
Or, more aptly put in a poem we were sent, mostly likely by another 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 electricity bill 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 while 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 fecal 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, fluids, bottle feeding and tube feeding.
My vet knows me by first name
The vet knows my children by name
The vet now knows my grand children by name
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 not uneducated, unemployable, illiterate or lazy as some Animal Rights folks would imply of breeders.
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 ..
.. finding a mild infraction,
.. a leaf in the water dish
.. a kennel not yet cleaned for the day yet
.. 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 is the fringe benefits of my efforts.
I am an animal lover, nurse, midwife, heavy laborer, customer service representative, and marketer.
AND I am a breeder.
and yet another insight .........
I love my little puppy; she makes my house a home.
She is my very sweetest little friend; I never feel alone.
She makes me smile; She makes me laugh; She fills my heart with love . . .
Did some person breed her, or did she fall from above?
I've never been a breeder, never seen life through their eyes;
I hold my little puppy and just sit and criticize.
I've never known their anguish; I've never felt their pain,
the caring of their charges, through snow or wind or rain.
I've never waited the whole night through for babies to be born,
The stress and trepidation when they're still not there by morn.
The weight of responsibility for this body in my hands,
This darling little baby, who weighs but 60 grams.
Should you do that instead of this . . . or maybe that was wrong?
Alone you fight and hope, one day, he'll grow up proud and strong.
You pray he'll live to bring great joy to someone else's home.
You know it's all just up to you; you'll fight this fight alone.
Formula, bottles, heating pads, you've got to get this right,
two-hour feedings for this tiny guy, throughout the day and night.
Within your heart you dread that you will surely lose this fight,
To save this little baby, but God willing . . . you just MIGHT.
Day one; he's in there fighting; you say a silent prayer.
Day two & three, he's doing well, with lots of love and care.
Day four & five . . . he's still alive; your hopes soar to the heavens.
Day six he slips away again, dies in your hands, day seven.
You take this little angel, and bury him alone.
With aching heart and burning tears, and an exhausted groan,
You ask yourself, "Why do this? . . . Why suffer through this pain?"
Yet watch the joy your puppies bring, and everything's explained.
So, when you think of breeders and label them with "Greed,"
Think of all that they endure to fill another's need.
For when you buy your puppy, with your precious dollars part,
You only pay with money . . . while they pay with their heart.
.... Author Unknown....