We are going to try and do individual spoghtlights on each puppy. Because Elsie is the oldest, we are starting with her. Elsie is named after my (Jo’s) grandma and a very special lady. I have been hoping for a female “E” puppy to name Elsie since Clem’s first litter. She started out the biggest at 14.6 oz and continues to lead the pack at 22.8 oz.
Well, much has happened lately, but never any time it seems to update the site. Hopefuly we can get updated soon, just have to manage to get pictures of the kids.
One thing of note, Chapel managed to earn his first points in Spokane. We are pretty proud of the little boy for that. Soon there should be some more news.
Without further blabbering, here’s Chapel – “Toshay for Love of the Game”, mega thanks to Denise for the smiling happy boy.
Ok, Maybe I shouldn’t say some of this, but I am going to anyway. First off, I am going to say a little about myself. I am a shy, quiet person, I do not like attention on myself and prefer to just fade into the back and observe. Because I am this way, people sometimes think they can walk all over me. I think I am pretty good at just letting things roll off of me but I do get to a point where I say enough. I do not let anyone walk over me. I try not to offend anybody and my own personal code is to try and treat others the way that I would want to be treated. I am very protective of the people and things I care about and will defend them the best I can.
Our first dog show was 3 years ago. It was Keith’s first attempt at showing. Both Clem and Caleb had points by the end of the weekend. The thing I remember most about it is that when Keith was showing Caleb I got to stand by some people and listen to them make fun of and laugh at both Keith and Caleb. You don’t know how hard it was and I still don’t know how I did it, but I just bit my tongue and didn’t say a word.
A few months after that, at the Spokane/Couer d’Alene show. I had had someone say such mean things to me about Clem that I was in tears. I went off by myself because I didn’t want anybody to know and I never told anybody about it , not even Keith, until a long time afterwards. There have been times when I have wanted to quit the dog shows and have said such to Keith becaue, well, sometimes I just get tired of it all, but I have hung in there and I am glad that I have. This weekend there have been a couple of incidents. I have had somebody not just once, but three times, make snide comments about my dogs. I have had another person say something to me all with a smile on the face and pretending to be all nicey nice and have them totally trash my dogs. This time I was about in tears, but mainly because I was so angry.
I would like to say this. I know I am new and learning things and by no way an expert, but I do have a pretty good eye for dogs. I may not know all the correct words and terms but I have a pretty good understanding of how a dog should be put together. Yes, I have read the breed standard and have a copy of it. I know what it says about white around the eye. I can quote it to you if you want me to. If I have a question about it, I will ask. We live in a small community where there are not any handling classes. Keith pretty much has to use the ring as a handling class. Keith and I both know he’s not the greatest but he is trying. I think that every time he goes out there he is improving and learning.
I guess what I am trying to say is that I hear all the time how they want new people for the breed, etc. If you want people to stay then show a little respect. Do not laugh and make fun of them or say mean, hurtful things. Try to encourage them and offer advice in a helpful way. We all have to start somewhere right? I am sorry , I guess I just needed to vent a little.
Just a quick note to welcome to anyone who decided to take a look at the new home of Storm Ridge. Once I have some time to actually figure out WordPress I’ll add more to the site, but for now, take a look about, and as that classic TV show used to say; “sit a spell, take your shoes off . y’all come back now, y’hear”.
The morning before we left for Oregon, Jo was woken up by our alarm system, Clem. Investigating, we found the body of Howie laying in the yard, to our dismay he had left us. Howard was only six years old, so this came as a shock to both of us, as we have another feline, Sofia who is 21 and Erma who is 12. We live in a dangerous place for cats with preditors ranging from coyotes to cougars, owls and hawks, not to mention the rattle snakes. I know from investigation, that none of the above touched Howard. He was a champion of outwitting them all, he knew his home and every escape route.
Howard was a remarkable cat and I had to respect his incredable hunting and survival skills. I can not count the times we would find live birds flying in the house, gifts from Howie, myself I am not sure if they were for Jo, or for the other felines. Myself, I am normally, not a cat person, but this one was different in so many aspects, you just had to love him. We have other cats, but Howie will never be replaced or forgotten.