I Am a Dog Breeder

October 2, 2011

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Kralovna Kvitko with the Ridley 'P' litter

I am a dog breeder. I spend a lifetime learning pedigrees, going over dogs, talking and learning from those in my breed and those outside it. I raise each litter as if I gave birth to them and spend an equal amount of time finding them loving forever homes. I only put puppies on this planet that I think will be the healthiest (mentally and physically) and nicest examples of their breed. I support each family who choses one of my puppies and let them know they are now a part of our extended family. I am there if one needs to come back and will aggressively pursue the return of one of my dogs if its in the wrong place. I support my breed in rescue and education. I hold them when they arrive and leave this world, not only my own, but my brethren in the fancy. I share my knowledge and socialize my dogs so that they will be the advertisement for my dedication.
I don’t keep track of the money and time I put in to my love of dogs, it would not be true measure of how I feel. I support my friends in the fancy, because it takes a village sometimes and only WE know how things are for us.
The price I charge for my puppies is never profit, but investment in the next generation. I will not be ashamed of who I am, I work hard at being a good dog person and encouraging others to be the same. I am a breeder and I am proud of it.

If we don’t support each other – we are doomed as a fancy.



April 3, 2009
Knize Kyle

Knize Kyle

A good breeder doesn’t just take your money and wave goodbye. They are there for you throughout the life of that pup – reassuring you when the sweet little puppy becomes a terrible teen; enjoying your pleasure and enjoyment in your well-trained adult; and shedding a tear with you when your much loved family member comes to the end of his life.

One of the best bits of being a breeder is when the photos come of ‘your’ pups as grown-up dogs. This is Palma’s brother, Kyle, who lives on the other side of the Pennines in Lancashire with Bob and Liz Dixon. Can’t you see the family resemblance – even down to the punk hairstyle? Knize is the Czech word for ‘prince’ – most appropriate as his mum is Kralovna, which is Czech  for Queen