Waiting list is open. Sorry I did not get back yesterday, as went milking yesterday evening to find the milk pump in pieces and some young lad scratching his head doing repairs to it who is from the firm who maintain the Dairy Equipment on this farm I milk for. He then put the pump back together and I started up the machine to hear a hissing coming from the pump and the young lad realised he had forgot to put the seal in, so he had to take it apart again. The farmer I work for was not amused and the poor boy I think was aware of this which I don't think was helping him do the job any faster. Me, I wasn't worried, can't be helped and before you think I earnt an extra hours pay, I'm afraid not, I just get paid per milking. Needless to say I rolled in the door just before 9pm last night, kissed the last two children going to bed, eat my tea (lovely beef curry cooked by my husband, who learnt from the master.Lol. Two things you should teach a child , how to cook and a sense of humour and if you give them a really good sense of humour they might get off without knowing how to cook, having a sense of humour can get you out of a lot of tricky situations) and promptly fell asleep. Woken by dogs licking my nose, occasionally if I'm lucky its my husband licking my nose.
Today I also had a bit of fun, well in fact at the time it did not feel that fun. I was in the kitchen around 2 pm making a sandwich for lunch and noticed my sister Jill walk past the window as she was returning our Mum to her annexe after taking her shopping. I waved and thinking she was parked at the gates said, "I will just get the dogs in out of your way, so you can bring your car in." She replied, "Sorry Jane, I did not know you had any dogs out and I have left the gates open." Action stations I had four dogs at large Treacle, Henry, Dolly and Smudge. We live rurally and it was a good day for scent, I thought I'm in for a long walk and with May's down the road shooting nearby today and with sheep all around us at the moment, some heavy in lamb I was worried. As I walked out the gates, leads in hand and treats the first to return was Treacle. I then crossed the lane and walked down two fields which is very often the route taken with the dogs but no luck. My sister meet me at the bottom of the lane with her car and told me Dolly had returned, so we just had Smudge who I know from past experience is hard core selective hearing when a good scent is about and Henry who may be about to have a baptism of fire holding on to Smudge's skirt.
Jill then dropped me at the top of Pound Lane and I told her to go on home and not to worry. I walked down calling and whistling and from this vantage point I could see down through the valley, looking for stock grouped up as a clue to them being or have been there. I got to our home, came in through the gate and heading towards the door to get the car keys to go and see the May's who where shooting to make them aware of the two dogs out and to drive up the lane parrallel to ours, to walk the big area of woodland across from us, which is a place they like to go but I suddenly heard heavy breathing behind me and to my utter relieve, it was a very muddy Henry closely followed by an even mudder Smudge, looking very happy with themselves. Rang sister who was also relieved they where back. They had come from the lane across from us and with the mud I imagine had run through our neighbours woods that are quite boggy. Thankfully they must of heard my whistling and had returned. Lots of hugs and treats.
Treacle and Dolly where okay. Treacle I think must of been distracted by cat poo by the smell of her breath when she licked me, Yuk !, so must of missed the move off, hence she returned quickly and her Mum is luckily just a bit of a home bird.
That must be one of the worst things with dogs, when they have eaten cat poo and they bound up to plant a lick on you and you catch the whiff but the reflexes just are not quick enough to stop the plant and you then spit and wipe your mouth furiously for the next few minutes, then keep catching a whiff of cat poo for the rest of the day. Oh, the joys of keeping dogs.
If that has not put you off having one then if you wish to go on our waiting list send us an email from today, even if you have before today or have spoken to me about out litters this year and let me know your interest and a little about you and I will contact you back to let you know if you are on the waiting list. if you are on the waiting list I will then need to speak with you, so it may be best to give me your number and a good time to ring you. We will take at this time ten people on over the two litters for 2014.
We get a lot of interest for litters, in fact I find it hard to cope with the demand, its hard not being able to help people and turning them away. I appreciate that a lot more people are trying hard to do the right thing and find a puppy from a good breeder be that a pure or cross breed puppy. The market is flooded with bad breeders and unfortunately the supply from good breeders does not meet the demand now for people who are doing their home work and trying to not feed the bad breeding of dogs. So it is not a reflection on you if you do not get on our waiting list and please be patient and you will find a pup from a good breeder, please do not drop your expectations and then you will of helped to improve the breeding of dogs. Little acorns can grow into big trees, never underestimate the greatness of a small deed.
My next blog will hopefully see me back on form, beating back the winter blues and the title came to me after a conversation with Bill Lambert (who is one of the top people in the KC for the KC Assured Breeder Scheme) on Monday about rule 2.7 of the Assured Scheme and it being discriminatory and the title is, (WARNING : Look away now if easily offened )"My KC, My Arse !"
We will include my spin on the cephalic index and a clear explanation to what it is especially for Bill, who told me, "I don't really know about brachycephalic breeds, its not my area." Seems that Bill thinks the cephalic index includes the length of the nose and also the eight GP vets he spoke to about it but they have made the common mistake and including the nose in their idea of brachycephalic, thinking dogs that are brachy only have flat noses but including the facial feature of the dogs muzzle/nose is called the Craniofacial ratio but the Cephalic index is comparing just the cranium width to length. Is this a mistake one of the top people of the KC Assured Scheme should be making ? Problems with brachycephalic breeds are big problem in pure breeds, so really I think Bill should be making it a priorty to get up to speed on the cephalic index before the next conference. The clocks ticking for most brachycephalic breeds and if they are to move forward the KC need people going to research conferences up to speed on the subject being covered or you have to ask what is the point of them being their ? If you as a team leader for the KC Assured Scheme don't know basic anatomy of the skull and what the cephalic index is my hope is very much dented for any real improvement for brachy dogs by the KC before it is to late. Breeding brachy dogs is a big welfare problem in dogs and needs to be adressed as so.
I will include Belle, Smudge and Primroses grades after their MRI scans and at this time I am trying to get hold of caliphers to accurately measure all are dogs craniums, tryed the doctors who live next door and they did not have one (what they about ?, their doctors, they should have the whole tool kit. Lol), have seen something that shows you how to make up some DIY ones, so might go down that route if the vets can't lend me a pair. Also need to chase up the British Veterinary Association on stats for MRI scanning of Cavaliers, might not be any yet as the scheme has only been running just a couple years under this new grading system but worth an ask.
Ending on one of my scribbles which is about a little dog bred with a flat face, big bulging eyes and no tail, yes, dogs are bred like that. Hope you get the irony of the poem.
Please stop anthropomorphising me,
I'm a dog can't you see !
It's not good for me to have a flat face,
or bulging eyes that eclipse half that space.
I'd also like a tail to wag to and throw,
when I'm out on the go.
See other dogs can't work me out,
no tail to show them what I'm about.
I try so hard to wag my tail, but alas to no avail.
Dogs approach me at the park,
I try to wag at them not bark.
They just pass me by, carrying their tails up high.
If I where you I then would cry,
but I must wait for my sleep,
and then, dream that I can weep.
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me with Bumble and Blottie, waiting patiently to be unleashed, November 2018
Hello, I am Jane, you might of guessed, I love dogs. We are situated in the North Devon countryside, England, United Kingdom. Our home is occupied by my husband, David, our children, pack of dogs and me.