I type nearly as fast as I think, so I tend to be a lot more wordy than I probably need to me.
MY STORY:
In 2008, I was on a quest to find a dog. I had a dog in my head. The dogs I recalled admiring and drooling over back in the dark ages of 1960's-70's when I was growing up . Some of my favorite dogs of that time were Shetland Sheepdogs and Australian Shepherds. Unfortunately, as I started looking for my own dog I was thoroughly disappointed. The Sheltie people have continued to pursue big thick fuzzy coats, and that pointy"Collie" head. I searched and searched for a breeder who was defying that trend but had no luck. In addition the Australian Shepherd has since become AKC approved and is almost unrecognizable from the dogs I grew up with as a result. Golden Retrievers, another old favorite, seem to have gotten larger, less laid back, with less refined faces, heavier bones, and nothing like the one my family still talks about to this day, over forty years later.
I refused to give up my quest, being pretty internet savvy, and unemployed I just knew I'd find the 'right' dog somehow. I was finally financially and socially stable enough to get my first dog and by all that is holy I was going to figure out what 'real' dog breed carried the traits I desired.
The more I researched, the more I found out that my idea of the perfect dog was something rare and apparently non-existent. During hundreds of hours internet research, I stumbled across some amazing pages on the histories of the Aussie, and then read about the English Shepherds. I became truly excited that there were others who had similar ideas. By the time I came across the AWFC site I was hooked and hoping I'd found a group a people actively pursuing to preserve a dog type that's never been a 'breed' but more of a 'type.
As for my personal dog search, the more I researched the more I realized I was looking for a fantasy dog. It was going to have to be mixed breed of some kind. The dog I was trying to find was somewhere between a small Aussie, a large Sheltie, some ES, and maybe some kind of spaniel. Because of my circumstances I had to have a dog small enough for an apartment, with a light-to-medium coat who shed very little and most importantly was low to mid energy. I wanted a refined aristocratic head, with a solid stop, floppy ears, good sized eyes but all those were negotiable. I wanted a smart, practical and of course beautiful dog that I could take with me everywhere. For a short time, I thought I might do well with a Miniature Aussie..but all the dogs I saw looked like they were crossbred with various toy dogs and that wasn't what I sought.
Luckily after almost a year I found THE dog for us. It took exactly 3 seconds before I knew that I would jump to the moon to get this particular pup. The interesting part is that I wanted a fixed female dog, who was adult or senior. One day I forgot to remove puppies from my search and I found a dog whose countenance was irresistible....a male puppy! Luckily, I was right to stick with my gut and he's grown into what is the perfect dog for us. He was more than I even knew I wanted or needed and I'm extremely happy. It was the search for this dog that has now started pushing me into wanting to start a line of dogs that will be preserved for the future. Right now, I'm learning about dog genetics and looking to have my male carefully scrutinized for all the basics like CEA, Hips, Shoulders...etc. Once he's been through all the screening processes, I hope to breed him with a similarly screened female, (I already have my eye on one) and start from there. I don't expect to start a huge trend or anything. I figure if Parson Jack Russell was able preserve a type of dog that no one was breeding for, then there is hope that it's still possible.
The more I've educated myself, the less I respect the AKC. As I've gotten older I guess I realized that it's pretty foolish to assume that "those people" "know what they are doing"... it started when I saw the winning Aussie with leg bones the size of a BMD, the coat of a Samoyed among other things...and the clincher was watching the winning GSD's literally dragging their backfeet across the carpet at Westminster and other big shows.
MY STORY:
In 2008, I was on a quest to find a dog. I had a dog in my head. The dogs I recalled admiring and drooling over back in the dark ages of 1960's-70's when I was growing up . Some of my favorite dogs of that time were Shetland Sheepdogs and Australian Shepherds. Unfortunately, as I started looking for my own dog I was thoroughly disappointed. The Sheltie people have continued to pursue big thick fuzzy coats, and that pointy"Collie" head. I searched and searched for a breeder who was defying that trend but had no luck. In addition the Australian Shepherd has since become AKC approved and is almost unrecognizable from the dogs I grew up with as a result. Golden Retrievers, another old favorite, seem to have gotten larger, less laid back, with less refined faces, heavier bones, and nothing like the one my family still talks about to this day, over forty years later.
I refused to give up my quest, being pretty internet savvy, and unemployed I just knew I'd find the 'right' dog somehow. I was finally financially and socially stable enough to get my first dog and by all that is holy I was going to figure out what 'real' dog breed carried the traits I desired.
The more I researched, the more I found out that my idea of the perfect dog was something rare and apparently non-existent. During hundreds of hours internet research, I stumbled across some amazing pages on the histories of the Aussie, and then read about the English Shepherds. I became truly excited that there were others who had similar ideas. By the time I came across the AWFC site I was hooked and hoping I'd found a group a people actively pursuing to preserve a dog type that's never been a 'breed' but more of a 'type.
As for my personal dog search, the more I researched the more I realized I was looking for a fantasy dog. It was going to have to be mixed breed of some kind. The dog I was trying to find was somewhere between a small Aussie, a large Sheltie, some ES, and maybe some kind of spaniel. Because of my circumstances I had to have a dog small enough for an apartment, with a light-to-medium coat who shed very little and most importantly was low to mid energy. I wanted a refined aristocratic head, with a solid stop, floppy ears, good sized eyes but all those were negotiable. I wanted a smart, practical and of course beautiful dog that I could take with me everywhere. For a short time, I thought I might do well with a Miniature Aussie..but all the dogs I saw looked like they were crossbred with various toy dogs and that wasn't what I sought.
Luckily after almost a year I found THE dog for us. It took exactly 3 seconds before I knew that I would jump to the moon to get this particular pup. The interesting part is that I wanted a fixed female dog, who was adult or senior. One day I forgot to remove puppies from my search and I found a dog whose countenance was irresistible....a male puppy! Luckily, I was right to stick with my gut and he's grown into what is the perfect dog for us. He was more than I even knew I wanted or needed and I'm extremely happy. It was the search for this dog that has now started pushing me into wanting to start a line of dogs that will be preserved for the future. Right now, I'm learning about dog genetics and looking to have my male carefully scrutinized for all the basics like CEA, Hips, Shoulders...etc. Once he's been through all the screening processes, I hope to breed him with a similarly screened female, (I already have my eye on one) and start from there. I don't expect to start a huge trend or anything. I figure if Parson Jack Russell was able preserve a type of dog that no one was breeding for, then there is hope that it's still possible.
The more I've educated myself, the less I respect the AKC. As I've gotten older I guess I realized that it's pretty foolish to assume that "those people" "know what they are doing"... it started when I saw the winning Aussie with leg bones the size of a BMD, the coat of a Samoyed among other things...and the clincher was watching the winning GSD's literally dragging their backfeet across the carpet at Westminster and other big shows.
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