I AM A BREEDER...
My food receipts for my family and my dog food bills match.
My electric and water bills have trippled, I have more whelping supplies than I do medicine and first aid supplies.
I have vaccines in my fridge, my vet on speed dial and multiple puppy pens in my living room.
I am a Breeder, who when my fridge quit, saved the dog meds and let the food go bad.
My feet find the way to the puppy pens before I have even have coffee in the morning
and the puppy pens are my last stop before bed. While my friends are on a cruise to the Bahamas
and my family meets for Christmas I am home delivering or hand feeding puppies.
I haven't had a real vacation in years, but maybe soon. All plans are made around heat dates,
whelp dates, puppies going to their new homes and vet dates. I am a Breeder, who has been covered
in more bodily fluids from my dogs on more occasions than I care to admit. Bleach is my favorite
cleaning product and my home typically smells like a community pool. Most of the time
my conversations with friends revolves around my dogs. When I get exhausted and feel
like I can't do another sleepless night hand feeding a puppy around the clock every 2 hours
I remind myself religiously that the hand feeding is only temporary and the reward is coming.
I am breeder who sacrifices my own comfort to sleep on the floor next to a whelping pen
so I can hear every time a puppy makes a squeak or to jump up in a panic making sure I didn't over sleep
and not hear my alarm for the next 2 hour puppy feeding. Many people wouldn't understand
how it feels to have invested hours and hours in a weak puppy to ultimately lose it
and how it can feel the same as loosing a child or the joy I feel when all the invested hours
have paid off in one that lives. I am a Breeder, who has bottle fed, syringe
and even sponge fed a puppy doing whatever it takes feeding every 2 hours
and it taking 45 minutes to do it for weeks at a time to ensure it's survival.
I have learned to be proficient at vaccinations, sub- q fluids, syringe feeding, warm water enemas,
temperature taking and formulated and perfected my own puppy formula.
My Vet knows me by my first name as do all of the Vet Techs and they often joke about
building me a room at the clinic because I'm there so much. I am a Breeder, to me
that 60+ days takes on new meaning and i still get excited by every new life.
It is I who help deliver all my pups, towels and heating pads on ready, happiness and sadness
sometimes intermingled. It is I who has held my breath waiting to hear that first cry from a weak puppy.
Even though it increases my work load, I look forward to the stage when eyes open,
and puppies begin to emerge from the helplessness of newborns. Puppy breath, a first bark,
and a heart of exploration. I am a lover of animals and I have found my niche.
I am a Breeder, and I am not cruel, dumb, uncaring or criminal. I take great responsibility
for every life I bring into this world and ensure it goes to a wonderful, loving and perfect home,
an extension of the same love and care they received while in my own home.
I am not raking in money while sitting on my butt. Every penny I make I earn through blood,
sweat, hard work and tears. My greatest joy is a healthy puppy and a wonderful home.
Updates and pictures of my puppies with their new families are the fringe benefits of my efforts.
I am an animal lover, nurse, midwife, heavy laborer, customer service representative, marketer and
PROUDLY I AM A BREEDER!
My food receipts for my family and my dog food bills match.
My electric and water bills have trippled, I have more whelping supplies than I do medicine and first aid supplies.
I have vaccines in my fridge, my vet on speed dial and multiple puppy pens in my living room.
I am a Breeder, who when my fridge quit, saved the dog meds and let the food go bad.
My feet find the way to the puppy pens before I have even have coffee in the morning
and the puppy pens are my last stop before bed. While my friends are on a cruise to the Bahamas
and my family meets for Christmas I am home delivering or hand feeding puppies.
I haven't had a real vacation in years, but maybe soon. All plans are made around heat dates,
whelp dates, puppies going to their new homes and vet dates. I am a Breeder, who has been covered
in more bodily fluids from my dogs on more occasions than I care to admit. Bleach is my favorite
cleaning product and my home typically smells like a community pool. Most of the time
my conversations with friends revolves around my dogs. When I get exhausted and feel
like I can't do another sleepless night hand feeding a puppy around the clock every 2 hours
I remind myself religiously that the hand feeding is only temporary and the reward is coming.
I am breeder who sacrifices my own comfort to sleep on the floor next to a whelping pen
so I can hear every time a puppy makes a squeak or to jump up in a panic making sure I didn't over sleep
and not hear my alarm for the next 2 hour puppy feeding. Many people wouldn't understand
how it feels to have invested hours and hours in a weak puppy to ultimately lose it
and how it can feel the same as loosing a child or the joy I feel when all the invested hours
have paid off in one that lives. I am a Breeder, who has bottle fed, syringe
and even sponge fed a puppy doing whatever it takes feeding every 2 hours
and it taking 45 minutes to do it for weeks at a time to ensure it's survival.
I have learned to be proficient at vaccinations, sub- q fluids, syringe feeding, warm water enemas,
temperature taking and formulated and perfected my own puppy formula.
My Vet knows me by my first name as do all of the Vet Techs and they often joke about
building me a room at the clinic because I'm there so much. I am a Breeder, to me
that 60+ days takes on new meaning and i still get excited by every new life.
It is I who help deliver all my pups, towels and heating pads on ready, happiness and sadness
sometimes intermingled. It is I who has held my breath waiting to hear that first cry from a weak puppy.
Even though it increases my work load, I look forward to the stage when eyes open,
and puppies begin to emerge from the helplessness of newborns. Puppy breath, a first bark,
and a heart of exploration. I am a lover of animals and I have found my niche.
I am a Breeder, and I am not cruel, dumb, uncaring or criminal. I take great responsibility
for every life I bring into this world and ensure it goes to a wonderful, loving and perfect home,
an extension of the same love and care they received while in my own home.
I am not raking in money while sitting on my butt. Every penny I make I earn through blood,
sweat, hard work and tears. My greatest joy is a healthy puppy and a wonderful home.
Updates and pictures of my puppies with their new families are the fringe benefits of my efforts.
I am an animal lover, nurse, midwife, heavy laborer, customer service representative, marketer and
PROUDLY I AM A BREEDER!
