She was so eager to please, so
much fun, and a real clown. The more I talked to her, the more she would
squint her little eyes until they were only little slits. Lady and BooBoo
were constant companions. I usually carried one in each arm. I would take
them with me everywhere. At work, there was an old style cook stove where
Gerry * kept all her grooming equipment. I would put a wicker basket up
on the middle section. They spent many hours in that basket either acting
as the welcoming committee or waiting for me to finish for the day.
I bred Lady once. I was not real
thrilled with what she produced. When she developed pyometria the choice
to have her or more puppies wasn't so hard. The vet told me that pyometria
could kill her in time. I loved her immensely, so she was spayed.
After I lost Lady I was not looking
for another toy.
One *found* me.
Welcome 'Princess'
the little girl that Hated the show ring.
She got one point in spite of herself. I bred her to get my first homebred
champion silver toy.
Ch. Sher'Lyn's Prince of Dawn
8''
worth of
'Macho'
His championship was through the expert
handling of Geri Arnold.
. Princess
is 11yo, Macho is 9yo. They are both very spoiled and constantly try to 'one
up' each other. If one is on the couch, the other has to be on the arm of
it. If one is on my lap, the other gets on my shoulder. They squabble over
the pillow on the end of the couch. Since the one's nickname is 'Pillow
Princess' does it tell you who wins?! These two little darlings will probably
be my last toy poodles.
**In 1978, I had gone to work as a groomer for Gerry Routson Seitz.
The owner of the Oakgrove Kennels. My Real introduction to the Standard
Poodle. She had 2 wk. old puppies that I should never have seen!! Welcome
: Oakgrove Natasha. She was very pretty, sound. I realized that she was
not going to be a champion when she only grew to about 20". I bred
her to Ch. Eaton Ensign in 1982. I kept the one I called "CHECKERS" We
are under construction but the saga will continue.
This page was designed by Sherry L. Aanderud.
It is dedicated to the wonderful memories of my toy poodles,
then and now.