A Breeder (with a capital B) is one who thirsts for knowledge and never really knows it all, one who wrestles with decisions of conscience, convenience, and commitment. One that shares this knowledge and guides those interested.

A Breeder is one who sacrifices personal interests, finances, time, friendships, fancy furniture, and deep pile carpeting! She gives up the dreams of a long luxurious cruise in favor of turning that all important show into this year's "vacation".

The Breeder goes without sleep in hours spent planning a breeding or watching anxiously over the birth process, and afterwards, over every little wiggle or cry.

The Breeder skips dinner parties because that litter is due or the babies have to be fed at eight. She 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 dogs of proud and noble heritage often snooze.

A Breeder's hands are strong and firm and often soiled, but ever so gentle and sensitive to the thrusts of a puppy's wet nose.

A Breeder's back and knees are usually arthritic from bending and sitting in the whelping box, but are strong enough to guide that new little pup to maturity.

A Breeder's shoulders are often heaped with responsibility, 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 an armful of puppies, or lend a helping 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 an anxious puppy.

A Breeder's brain is foggy on faces, but can recall pedigrees faster than an IBM computer.

The Breeder's heart is often broken, but it beats strongly with hope everlasting.......and it's always in the right place! Oh, yes, there are breeders, and then, there are Breeders!!!

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Good isn't it :)

Dawn R.

"A Breeder's brain is foggy on faces, but can recall pedigrees faster than an IBM computer. "

That's me, don't recognise people unless their dog is with them too.

:p
I seem to easily remember dogs' names, but the names of people often escape me

I seem to easily remember dogs' names, but the names of people often escape me 
:-D :-D

That is me too!

The very worst thing is when the wrong person is holding the lead of a dog! Which happens all the time in our breed, it's like Musical Malinois, we all swap now and then and handle for each other LOL.I get SO confused when I KNOW I know the person AND the dog, but they don't fit together! :D

That happens a lot in our breed it is often all hands to the pumps, either because the owner has entered more than one dog in the class, or in the challenge if more than one has won it's class.  Also if the owner isn't as spry as they once were.

That is lovely, really sums it all up. Thank you for posting it

I just thought that with the new year approaching and lots of new members about and one or two threads in this vein, it was time to give this old thread a bump up.

Dawn R.

Aww that's lovely

Thats why I introduce myself as Whispa's mum people know us that way !

Maybe the original post in this thread should become a "sticky" at the top of the Breeding Forum