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. . . . . . today's girls

My girls are very special to me & although I’m no longer shepherding, I still live in the country so I am able to have a select special few, & I can’t imagine ever being without them. I’m sure they would love to be out working but I know they are happy & well cared for, enjoying the horse rides we go on & the ‘play’ they get to have on sheep from time to time. They are going to love traveling around demonstrating their skills & helping me TEACHING PEOPLE DOG TRAINING.

I used to breed a couple of litters a year but gave up some time ago due to being disgusted at the lack of care of many farm dogs, however in the last few years I have had the joy of breeding the odd litter again. I had temporarily forgotten the plight of many farm dogs. It has all come back to me & I will be very surprised if I ever bred a litter again; it will only be because I want to retain a particular bloodline.

Recently, after 18 years retirement from mustering I once again climbed on my horse, whistled up some dogs & helped out occasionally with mustering November 2011 through to January 2013. Naturally it was very satisfying to get some dogs going well again, however it was like a step back in time & I thought 'keep doing what you have always done - keep getting what you have always got' ... sweet F all. My mustering days are over. The girls will run beside the horse & work/play with sheep in preparation for training days; but mostly they will be loved pets.

Hope

Hope was named because I HOPED her mother Beatrice was pregnant & I HOPED she had a bitch pup. Wee Hope was born. A tad boisterous & full of fun, Hope imagines everyone loves her as much as I do – she is everyone’s friend, has a wonderful nature & loves being a mother. Hope is my sixth generation bloodlines, so naturally very special. Although she has some top trial bloodlines she is not your constant barking machine – she has good noise, but doesn’t waste it. I think she would have been a really good mustering dog had she had the opportunity – in saying that, you never know what is around the corner.

Update ..... We have moved at last & now living near Taihape on a 2,500 acre clean hill country station where I have some dog work. Hope is trained & working well, proving to be just the sort of dog I aim to breed - keen, quiet working when necessary, yet having heaps of noise when it counts, she doesn't waste her noise or her energy & she is very easy to work. She has good distance, thinks & gives stock space though I do have to give her a steady from time to time - she just LOVES working!

Maude

Maude is Hope's half sister & I was very lucky to get her back a couple of months ago - I've my fingers crossed for some pups out of her. I sold Maude when she was a pup 9 years ago & managed to track her down recently, semi-retired in the South Island. George said she had been one of the best Huntaways he'd had - easy to work, hard working & very very clever. He hadn't trained her for dog trails but on a couple of occasions he ran her at the local trial & she performed brilliantly. He couldn't speak highly enough of her, & has a daughter of hers that is shaping up to be a cracker as well. Fingers crossed for the patter of tiny paws.

Chloe

Chloe is one of the sweetest dogs I’ve ever known & I was very lucky to have been given her when she was 5 months old - it is not only what you know but who you know as well. She has a lovely kind touch with sheep & has the same sweet, easy to work disposition every day. Chloe is fully trained & has done a number of proper work days from time to time. Hopefully one day we will be in a position to do more stock work – we would both enjoy going out mustering. She is a true treasure who I will never part with.

Abby

Abby is Chloe’s daughter. I chose her father because he had a very similar working style to Chloe & he had good distance & stock handling. Zac's owner lacked dog skills so I knew it was the dog’s ability rather than the handlers. I decided to track his bloodlines soon after the pups were born. After a few phone calls I discovered he had some very good bloodlines – I was wrapped. Abby is very much her mother’s daughter – gentle & sweet.

Jess

Jess is Abby's son & at this stage I think I will be keeping him - he's gorgeous - big, strong, looks to die for, great nature & has beautiful style at this stage. I have only done a small amount of training but if he turns out as I expect he could have the potential to be a stud dog - there aren't many dogs of this type out there.

Billie

Billie is named after Bill, an excellent farm dog that I had - his father was dear old Rod. Rod is Billie’s Great, great, great grandfather, so she is VERY special. Although she is only young she is looking promising – so fingers crossed she matures into the stylish young dog I think she has the potential to be.

Joe

Joe is a new addition & whether I keep her or train her for someone else remains to be seen. She has some very good clever station bloodlines as well as trial bloodlines, a friendly easy nature, & some very nice moves on sheep at times. I shall continue her education after she has weaned her pups - Jess is the sire.

Fifi

Fifi the love of my life. She HAD to feature on my site & although she maybe last she is by no means least! So OK, Fifi is a toy poodle, & pampered & spoilt to boot, but on the odd occasion I allow her the opportunity, she LOVES to run flat out barking after sheep … & believe you me – they move!!! Probably more from fright let it be known.

I’m going to be honest here – I have had many, many very intelligent dogs but she is way smarter & more fun & more loving & more devoted than any other dog I have ever had the pleasure of sharing my life with. If anyone you know wants the best companion in the world then I would strongly advise a poodle – they are fabulous!!!!

AND, I know this is hard to believe, men – real men, who have allowed themselves to get to know her – adore Fifi – but of coarse they don’t admit it, but you see it in their eyes & in the way they throw the ‘ball’ for her.