[ SHOWGSD-L ] Subject: Re: One weekend, two new champions!
- From: gretchanya@xxxxxxx
- To: stormygsd@xxxxxxx, showgsd-l@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2007 09:26:49 -0400
Hi Sue -
I just got this. George and I are now a team. He handles, I groom and double
(and do a boatload of other work LOL). He and the owners of these gorgeous dogs
asked me to post. It's no different than when other handlers post brags for
their clients from show weekends.
not wanting to be a SH** disturber, but if you aren't the breeder, owener or
handler.. why are you doing a brag on the list? Exactly how is this different
than what HF does that everyone gets upset over? (except that she is a judge).
Not to mention that congrats are supposed to be private too..
sorry, just trying to see fairness here..
Sue Madlung - Shadowacre Reg'd German Shepherds
NEW LITTER DUE JUNE 29/07!!!
http://www.shadowacre.com/litters.htm
Becky T. Dickson
www.GretchAnya.com
www.GSDbyDesign.com
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#1: From: "Ginger Cleary" <cleary1414@xxxxxxxxxxx>
Subject: sort of OT: The Old Man and His Dog
#2: From: Nikirie98@xxxxxxx
Subject: Re: Brags from the NE Futurity/Maturity
#3: From: "Laurie Pruett" <pruett@xxxxxxxxx>
Subject: AVGSDC specialty
#4: From: Susan Madlung <stormygsd@xxxxxxx>
Subject: Re: One weekend, two new champions!
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From: "Ginger Cleary" <cleary1414@xxxxxxxxxxx>
Subject: sort of OT: The Old Man and His Dog
Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2007 03:47:58 -0400
What it is all about.....
Ginger Cleary,Rome, GA ww.rihadin.com
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The Old Man and His Dog - A VERY BEAUTIFUL STORY
"Watch out! You nearly broad-sided that car!" my father yelled at me.
"Can't you do anything right?" Those words hurt worse than blows. I turned
my head toward the elderly man in the seat beside me, daring me to challenge
him. A lump rose in my throat as I averted my eyes. I wasn't prepared for
another
battle.
"I saw the car, Dad. Please don't yell at me when I'm driving." My voice
was measured and steady, sounding far calmer than I really felt. Dad glared
at me, then turned away and settled back.
At home I left Dad in front of the television and went outside to collect
my thoughts. Dark, heavy clouds hung in the air with a promise of rain. The
rumble of distant thunder seemed to echo my inner turmoil. What could I do
about him?
Dad had been a lumberjack in Washington and Oregon. He had enjoyed being
outdoors and had revelled in pitting his strength against the forces of
Nature. He had entered gruelling lumberjack competitions, and had placed
often. The shelves in his house were filled with trophies that attested to
his prowess.
The years marched on relentlessly. The first time he couldn't lift a heavy
log, he joked about it; but later that same day I saw him outside alone,
straining to lift it. He became irritable whenever anyone teased him about
his advancing age, or when he couldn't do something he had done as a younger
man.
Four days after his 67th birthday, he had a heart attack. An ambulance
sped him to the hospital while a paramedic administered CPR to keep blood
and oxygen flowing.
At the hospital, Dad was rushed into an operating room. He was lucky; he
survived.
But something inside Dad died. His zest for life was gone. He obstinately
refused to follow doctor's orders. Suggestions and offers of help were
turned aside with sarcasm and insults. The number of visitors thinned, then
finally stopped altogether. Dad was left alone.
My husband, Rick, and I asked Dad to come live with us on our small farm.
We hoped the fresh air and rustic atmosphere would help him adjust.
Within a week after he moved in, I regretted the invitation. It seemed
nothing was satisfactory. He criticized everything I did. I became
frustrated and moody. Soon I was taking my pent-up anger out on Rick. We
began to bicker and argue.
Alarmed, Rick sought out our pastor and explained the situation. The
clergyman set up weekly counselling appointments for us. At the close of
each session he prayed, asking God to soothe Dad's troubled mind. But the
months wore on and God was silent.
A raindrop struck my cheek. I looked up into the gray sky. Somewhere up
there was "God." Although I believe a Supreme Being had created the
universe, I had difficulty believing that God cared about the tiny human
beings on this earth.
I was tired of waiting for a God who did not answer.
Something had to be done and it was up to me to do it. The next day I sat
down with the phone book and methodically called each of the mental health
clinics listed in the Yellow Pages. I explained my problem in vain to each
of the sympathetic voices that answered.
Just when I was giving up hope, one of the voices suddenly exclaimed, "I
just read something that might help you! Let me go get the article."
I listened as she read. The article described a remarkable study done at a
nursing home. All of the patients were under treatment for chronic
depression. Yet their attitudes had improved dramatically when they were
given responsibility for a dog.
I drove to the animal shelter that afternoon. After I filled out a
questionnaire, a uniformed officer led me to the kennels. The odour of
disinfectant stung my nostrils as I moved down the row of pens. Each
contained 5 to 7 dogs. Long-haired dogs, curly-haired dogs, black dogs,
spotted dogs - all jumped up, trying to reach me. I studied each one but
rejected one after the other for various reasons, too big, too small, too
much hair.
As I neared the last pen a dog in the shadows of the far corner struggled
to his feet, walked to the front of the run and sat down.
It was a Pointer, one of the dog world's aristocrats. But this was a
caricature of the breed. Years had etched his face and muzzle with shades of
gray. His hip-bones jutted out in lopsided triangles. But it was his eyes
that caught and held my attention. Calm and clear, they beheld me
unwaveringly.
I pointed to the dog. "Can you tell me about him?"
The officer looked, then shook his head in puzzlement.
"He's a funny one ~ Appeared out of nowhere and sat in front of the gate.
We brought him in, figuring someone would be right down to claim him. That
was two weeks ago and we've heard nothing. His time is up tomorrow." He
gestured helplessly.
As the words sank in I turned to the man in horror. "You mean you're going
to kill him?"
"Ma'am," he said gently, "that's our policy. We don't have room for every
unclaimed dog."
I looked at the pointer again. The calm brown eyes awaited my decision.
"I'll take him," I said.
I drove home with the dog on the front seat beside me. When I reached the
house I honked the horn twice. I was helping my prize out of the car when
Dad shuffled onto the front porch.
"Ta-DA! Look what I got for you, Dad!" I said excitedly.
Dad looked, then wrinkled his face in disgust. "If I had wanted a dog I
would have gotten one. And I would have picked out a better specimen than
that bag of bones. Keep it! I don't want it." Dad waved his arm scornfully
and turned back toward the house.
Anger rose inside me. It squeezed together my throat muscles and pounded
into my temples. "You'd better get used to him, Dad. He's staying!"
Dad ignored me.
"Did you hear me, Dad?" I screamed.
At those words Dad whirled angrily, his hands clenched at his sides, his
eyes narrowed and blazing with hate. We stood glaring at each other like
duellists, when suddenly the Pointer pulled free from my grasp. He wobbled
toward my dad and sat down in front of him. Then slowly, carefully, he
raised his paw. Dad's lower jaw trembled as he stared at the uplifted paw.
Confusion replaced the anger in his eyes. The pointer waited patiently.
Then Dad was on his knees hugging the animal.
It was the beginning of a warm and intimate friendship.
Dad named the Pointer Cheyenne. Together he and Cheyenne explored the
community. They spent long hours walking down dusty lanes. They spent
reflective moments on the banks of streams, angling for tasty trout. They
even started to attend Sunday services together, Dad sitting on a pew and
Cheyenne lying quietly at his feet.
Dad and Cheyenne were inseparable throughout the next three years. Dad's
bitterness faded, and he and Cheyenne made many friends.
Then late one night I was startled to feel Cheyenne's cold nose burrowing
through our bed covers. He had never before come into our bedroom at night.
I woke Rick, put on my robe and ran into my father's room. Dad lay in his
bed, his face serene. But his spirit had left quietly sometime during the
night.
Two days later my shock and grief deepened when I discovered Cheyenne
lying dead beside Dad's bed. I wrapped his still form in the rag rug he had
slept on. As Rick and I buried him near a favourite fishing hole, I silently
thanked the dog for the help he had given me in restoring Dad's peace of
mind.
The morning of Dad's funeral dawned overcast and dreary. 'This day looks
like the way I feel', I thought, as I walked down the aisle to the pews
reserved for family. I was surprised to see the many friends Dad and
Cheyenne had made filling the church.
The pastor began his eulogy. It was a tribute to both Dad and the dog who
had changed his life. And then the pastor turned to Hebrews 13:2. "Be not
forgetful to entertain strangers..."
"I've often thanked God for sending that angel," he said.
For me, the past dropped into place, completing a puzzle that I had not
seen before: The sympathetic voice that had just read the right article ~
Cheyenne's unexpected appearance at the animal shelter ~ his calm acceptance
and complete devotion to my father ~ and the proximity of their deaths. And
suddenly I understood. I knew that God had answered my prayers after all.
by Catherine Moore
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From: Nikirie98@xxxxxxx
Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2007 07:18:51 EDT
Subject: Re: Brags from the NE Futurity/Maturity
Today at the NE Futurity/Maturity under judge Linda Bankhead, we had quite a
day! The Emmett progeny did quite well with the teenage bitch going 2nd in
her class (I will let the owner brag for her) and Darby-Dan's Amy O'neil going
2nd Junior Maturity Bitch. Amy was bred by Dan and Marilyn Smith and is owned
by the Smith's, myself and Becky Dickson. She was Beautifully presented by
George Berstler!! Amy is out of Ch Darby-Dan's Jade of Caper Acres.
Nikiree's Charmed and Dangerous (aka Piper) bred by myself and co-owned with
Steve and Pat Roda went 1st Teenage Bitch, and then on to Best Opposite in
Futurity!!! We are so proud of our little dynamo!! Piper was beautifully
presented by Abbey Hathaway - Thanks so much Abbey!! Thanks to Steve and Pat
Roda -
who are wonderful co-owners! Piper is out of Can Ch Nikiree's Midnight
Mayhem TC x 2x Sel Ex Ch Bil-Mars Here Comes Trouble.
Also today my Miss Dottie - Nikiree's League Of Her Own gaited her way to
Reserve Best Opposite in Maturity!! She looked awesome and was beautifully
presented by her handler and friend Ariel Cassista!! Thanks Ariel for the great
job
that you do with her. Also a huge thanks to my good friend Becky Dickson who
doubled Dottie to perfection (since I am not allowed anywhere near her when
she is in the ring - lol) Dottie is the repeat of FV Ch Nikiree's Sumner
Premiere (Emmett) and was bred and is owned by me!! Dottie is out of
Stonehedge
Indian Summer X Sel Can/Am Ch BrownHills Willow V Kysarah.
Thanks to judge Linda Bankhead for chosing our girls! Thanks to the crowd
for all their support! Congratulations to the other winners - it was great to
see old and new faces this weekend! So I guess we are headed to Colorado!!! :)
Karen
_Nikiree Shepherds_ (http://www.nikireeshepherds.com/)
Proud owners & breeders of:
FV Ch Nikiree's Summer Premiere OFA
(Am Ch pt) Can Ch Nikiree's Midnight Mayhem TC, OFA
(Am Ch pt) NE RBOM Nikiree's League Of Her Own OFA Prelim
Nikiree's Instant Star OFA Prelim
NE BOF Nikiree's Charmed and Dangerous
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Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2007 08:11:18 -0400
From: "Laurie Pruett" <pruett@xxxxxxxxx>
Subject: AVGSDC specialty
Androscoggin Valley German Shepherd Dog club hosted the Saturday
afternoon show on the Northeast Futurity Weekend. We're a small group
but we managed to work together to pull off another successful show.
Thanks to the following folks for your help with our show:
Our judge, Edi Trocki
Our very capable steward, John Vaught
Donna Cassista who was everywhere doing anything that needed to be done
(in other words, indispensable)
Becky Dickson who did a great job with the premium list and the
catalog
Lew Bunch, Marilyn Smith, and Becky Dickson who were all part of
arranging for our club to be sponsored by Royal Canin
Bay State GSDC (especially Jim and Donna Brown) who were gracious
enough to share their equipment and their day with us.
GSDC of So NH and Bay State GSDC for inviting us to be part of their
futurity weekend.
Cindy Dunham, our show secretary.
The exhibitors and handlers who supported our show.
At this point in time we have no plans for another independent
specialty. Our annual fall show is canceled because the Canadian
national moved to our date and we didn't feel we could compete with
Canada for handlers and entries . We've not been successful in finding
an alternate date for the NH and Maine clubs to share. So, we're not
sure what the future holds as far as specialties go, but stay tuned -
we're still working on it...
Laurie Pruett
Show Chair, AVGSDC
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Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2007 05:22:55 -0800
From: Susan Madlung <stormygsd@xxxxxxx>
Subject: Re: One weekend, two new champions!
not wanting to be a SH** disturber, but if you aren't the breeder, owener or
handler.. why are you doing a brag on the list? Exactly how is this different
than what HF does that everyone gets upset over? (except that she is a judge).
Not to mention that congrats are supposed to be private too..
sorry, just trying to see fairness here..
Sue Madlung - Shadowacre Reg'd German Shepherds
NEW LITTER DUE JUNE 29/07!!!
http://www.shadowacre.com/litters.htm
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From: gretchanya@xxxxxxx
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Sent: Sunday, June 17, 2007 6:50 PM
Subject: [ SHOWGSD-L ] One weekend, two new champions!
On Saturday, at the Bay State Specialty under Peggy Kurz, Rallyn's Tropicana's
Rico picked up a 5-point major to FINISH his championship. Rico was bred and is
owned by Ralph, Linda and Lindsay Ciocci. He is by AOE 2X Sel Exc CH Sirius
Park's Worth the Trip, PT OFA x Rallyn's Unforgettable Ule of Arbar. Rico was
beautifully presented by George B in the classes and by Sean Conboy in winners.
Later the same day, at the Androscoggin Valley Specialty under Edie Trocki,
Kismet's Centurion earned one last major to finish his championship! Caesar was
bred and is owned by Bob and Mary Ellen Kish. He is by AOE GV 3X Sel Exc CH
Wayside's Honky Tonk Man PT OFA x CH Kismet's Pretty Lies and Alibis.
Caesar was also expertly handled by George.
Congratulations to the owners of these beautiful animals. We had a blast!
Becky T. Dickson
www.GretchAnya.com
www.GSDbyDesign.com
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