hazelpseudoblue
Active member
Hey Everyone!
I'm a young woman, and I've had pets all my life- but mostly cats, and, the past year, I came to realize that what I was looking for in a companion, just didn't seem to be things that a cat is capable of- and a lot of them have passed through my household- (I used to rescue them from families who were going to put them in a high-kill shelter, and then vet clear them & find new homes) so I do know what I'm talking about here. It's not that I don't love them, but anyway..
I did some research, talked to a lot of people, and read everything I could get my hands on (that was recommended by people hailed for actually knowing what they're talking about). There was no contest- the Cavalier was the most wonderful breed I'd ever seen; not just appearance-wise, though they are incredibly beautiful. It was the fact that they had such a sweet temperament, were so attentive, loving, and loyal, had that amazing ability to be calm, without lacking the playfulness that's present in pretty much all dogs. They're intelligent, wonderful dogs- and I knew that in my search for a puppy, I'd made the right choice- it had to be a Cavalier.
Now, after months of research and searching, I'm incredibly excited to announce that, in a few weeks time, I am going to be bringing home a little Blenheim girl! She comes from a breeder who loves his dogs- owns both the mothers and the fathers, and all have a clean bill of health, and are just absolutely the sweetest dogs I've ever met- a trait that does, as far as I've seen, pass to the pups- the father was even with us and the six week old litter I had visited, my first time up there (of course the Mom of the past litter is NOT the mom of the babe I'm taking home- actually, her sister is the mom) and he patiently walked among the energetic little babies, snuffling at them and passively tolerantly allowing their playful tugging of his ears, and rolling between his feet. To me, that was astonishing..When I was little, my mother had basset hounds, and when the girl had puppies, we HAD to keep the father separate at all times, until they were big enough and weaned.
Anyway, my journey or adventure is just shy of beginning-- I still have a lot to learn, and a lot to do, to get this place set up into an environment suitable for the little girl who's about to become a member of the family- I have seven weeks to go!
I can't wait!!
I'm a young woman, and I've had pets all my life- but mostly cats, and, the past year, I came to realize that what I was looking for in a companion, just didn't seem to be things that a cat is capable of- and a lot of them have passed through my household- (I used to rescue them from families who were going to put them in a high-kill shelter, and then vet clear them & find new homes) so I do know what I'm talking about here. It's not that I don't love them, but anyway..
I did some research, talked to a lot of people, and read everything I could get my hands on (that was recommended by people hailed for actually knowing what they're talking about). There was no contest- the Cavalier was the most wonderful breed I'd ever seen; not just appearance-wise, though they are incredibly beautiful. It was the fact that they had such a sweet temperament, were so attentive, loving, and loyal, had that amazing ability to be calm, without lacking the playfulness that's present in pretty much all dogs. They're intelligent, wonderful dogs- and I knew that in my search for a puppy, I'd made the right choice- it had to be a Cavalier.
Now, after months of research and searching, I'm incredibly excited to announce that, in a few weeks time, I am going to be bringing home a little Blenheim girl! She comes from a breeder who loves his dogs- owns both the mothers and the fathers, and all have a clean bill of health, and are just absolutely the sweetest dogs I've ever met- a trait that does, as far as I've seen, pass to the pups- the father was even with us and the six week old litter I had visited, my first time up there (of course the Mom of the past litter is NOT the mom of the babe I'm taking home- actually, her sister is the mom) and he patiently walked among the energetic little babies, snuffling at them and passively tolerantly allowing their playful tugging of his ears, and rolling between his feet. To me, that was astonishing..When I was little, my mother had basset hounds, and when the girl had puppies, we HAD to keep the father separate at all times, until they were big enough and weaned.
Anyway, my journey or adventure is just shy of beginning-- I still have a lot to learn, and a lot to do, to get this place set up into an environment suitable for the little girl who's about to become a member of the family- I have seven weeks to go!
I can't wait!!