Crimson Mutt Pet Story

The story of Copper can not be told without the story of his Princess Shelby.
It all came about through an arranged Marriage. We had purchased our most special girl Shelby in May of 2003.
It was too hot in Arizona for the animals to fly in by plane, so we had her sent to California where we could take a plane and rent a car to bring her back to our house in Arizona.
    Shelby was the most Beautiful, Lovable, Well Mannered Newfoundland puppy you could ever meet.
She of course for her actions got nothing but the best. The best Dog Food, Treats and Toys. Toys so many you could have made a vehicle payment with the amount we spent on her.  We loved Shelby so much that her bed was a King Sized Feather Blanket. She would circle and pull it in just the right way and sleep and sleep and snore!
    Shelby went just about everywhere with us, weather permitting. My son would play wrestle with her and chase each other around the house. They were both about the same size. Shelby would take his hand in her mouth and lead him around. Boy how he would laugh. They would dance together, play and sleep together, on the blanket or on the couch it made no difference.

    Now myself being such a lover of puppies got the best idea ever. Let's get a boy!!

   We made the call to find the right one that was compatible well papered and was BLACK.  Copper was who our lady suggested and he was Bronze, 4 months old and could be flown to Arizona at that time of year.  O K !! I sent the money and we made the plans for an evening flight and in came Copper. As pretty as a shiny penney.

   We picked him up and brought him home and ......He was Scared and Shy and was not at all House Trained.

   The work that we put into him!! Well of course we loved Copper. He was special, He was ours!!!

  We came home one afternoon to snow in our back yard!! Pushing 100 degrees that would have been better than Shelby's most beloved King Sized Feather Blanket!!!!  Copper looked GUILTY!!!

   We waited 2 years to breed them, made sure they were of breeding quality (HIPS, Heart, Etc...). Keeping the two of them apart was at times heartbreaking. They would howl and cry. They had such a Love for each other, inseparable. The first litter finally arrived with 11 puppies!!! Copper stayed close by in case he was needed. As it turned out they all came out BLACK with a little white on each of their chest. 1 1/4 pounds to 1 1/2 pounds each. It was a 14 hour Delivery.

   We did not breed Copper and Shelby too much as we just owned expensive pets.  Four litters was wonderful each with there own story.

   The best story that I can remember is when our neighborhood was having some kind of a problem. The Cops were everywhere and
the Helicopter was searching. It was about 2:30 in the morning. Our dogs were going crazy!!!! Jumping up against the 6 foot wood fence.
They were trying to get after something!! Then we saw the cops running with their guns in hand. I told one of them that there was someone in the neighbors back yard. The Cop went around to see and then all of the sudden some guy was going to climb the fence into our yard. Copper and Shelby just were not going to let that happen without someone getting hurt!  The guy took one look at what he was up against and put his hands in the air and gave himself up to the Police.

Today we live in New Mexico and our Little Village is very quiet!!! Shelby and Copper are still inseparable. She washes his face and they sleep together in the same dog house. I do not know how he puts up with her SNORING, you can hear it all through the house at night.
They are almost 8 years old now and they haven't had any children since they last batch almost killed Shelby a couple of years ago.
The Little Black Newfoundland is a Picture of the one we had to Bottle Feed. We named him SEVEN because of the white 7 on his chest.

I still cook for them  and make them special dog treats. I worry about the time I have left with them. But I worry more about what will happen when there is only one left. I don't know who will be the most heart broke.

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Do Dogs Remember Their Own Family Members

This is based on a true story of a Pomeranian named “Muffy” who has the gift of memory. She can remember her litter-mate, “Precious” and favors her over all other Pomeranians.

Are dogs smart enough to know who their parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, and grandparents are? The answer to that question is yes, believe it or not. Some actually do remember them.

Some dogs are smart enough to remember their family members. Of course there are those who do not, as well. As most dogs will breed with one another even if related to each other. It’s not that they have no morals, they just don’t have memory.
Some dogs are very smart and can dig a hole, place a bone in it, then come back six months later and know exactly where they left that bone, even if the grass is all grown up. People have thought for years that a dog’s nose leads them to that same exact spot. Well, this is not exactly entirely true. These dogs have memory as well as a sense of smell.
We all have heard a story at sometime or another, about some dog who got lost while on vacation and ended up back at home. He found his own way. This is another prime example of a dog’s memory.
I myself know of a Pomeranian named “Muffy”, short for (Muffin). She has the ability of memory herself. She and her sister were bought at the same exact time by me. I gave her to my mother and I took her sister, “Precious”. I own other Pomeranians as well, seeing how I am a Pomeranian breeder.
Every time my mother brings “Muffy” over to my house she runs straight for my daughter’s room where her sister, “Precious” stays. She lies right beside her crate until we let her out.
Now, out of all the Pomeranians that I own, why else would she pick this one particular one to want something to do with? She of course has memory.

When I let “Precious” out of her crate along with my other Pomeranians, “Muffy” always plays with “Precious” and never the others. So, no one can tell me that dogs don’t remember their own family. I have proof that they do, “Muffy” and “Precious”.

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Oh Boy! Waking up in my Master's bed! My favorite!
Oh Boy! Dog Food! My favorite!
Oh Boy! Out to pee! My favorite!
Oh Boy! A walk! My favorite!
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Oh Boy! Dog food! My favorite!
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Oh Boy! I can jump! My favorite!
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Oh Boy! Sitting on sofa with Master! My favorite!
Oh Boy! Sleeping in Master's bed! My favorite

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