With Ronin, it was a "love at first sight" kind of thing. I was at the breeder's house, and Ronin had just been seized from a bad home. He was skinny, dirty... I looked out into the pens and saw him - fell in love instantly - and decided he was coming home with me. And I informed his breeder of that fact over dinner. She told me I didn't want him, I disagreed, we argued about it for awhile but in the end I won.
A photo of him from that day... WHAT was I thinking??? LOL!
Ada was one of two puppies in her litter that were left, and I didn't like the other one - rounder face, tiny ears, piggy eyes, very little white on her... so Ada was our pick!
Kaylee... I knew before I saw her that she'd be coming home with me. NRA and I were visiting the breeder and she asked us if we wanted to go to Missouri with her to pick up a 12 month old bitch that was being returned for not being good enough in the show ring... we agreed to go with her. On the way down to Missouri, I got this funny feeling that this little puppy bitch would be mine. We had breakfast with the former owner, then we went out to the van to see the bitch - out hopped this petite little black girl, very aloof. (Not fearful, just didn't think any of us were worth her time!) Again, I informed the breeder that I'd be taking her home. Here's a photo of her the day we brought her back from Missouri.
With Revy's litter, I knew from the 2-day-old photos which one I liked... the darkest tricolor, the "rebel" of the litter. Once I found out - at 6 weeks - that she had a blue eye, I tentatively asked the breeder (this wasn't a breeder I could just TELL what I was going to do!) if I could have the dark tri with the blue eye. Thankfully she said yes, and I got to bring home the "rebel" I'd fallen love with from this photo:
A photo of him from that day... WHAT was I thinking??? LOL!
Ada was one of two puppies in her litter that were left, and I didn't like the other one - rounder face, tiny ears, piggy eyes, very little white on her... so Ada was our pick!
Kaylee... I knew before I saw her that she'd be coming home with me. NRA and I were visiting the breeder and she asked us if we wanted to go to Missouri with her to pick up a 12 month old bitch that was being returned for not being good enough in the show ring... we agreed to go with her. On the way down to Missouri, I got this funny feeling that this little puppy bitch would be mine. We had breakfast with the former owner, then we went out to the van to see the bitch - out hopped this petite little black girl, very aloof. (Not fearful, just didn't think any of us were worth her time!) Again, I informed the breeder that I'd be taking her home. Here's a photo of her the day we brought her back from Missouri.
With Revy's litter, I knew from the 2-day-old photos which one I liked... the darkest tricolor, the "rebel" of the litter. Once I found out - at 6 weeks - that she had a blue eye, I tentatively asked the breeder (this wasn't a breeder I could just TELL what I was going to do!) if I could have the dark tri with the blue eye. Thankfully she said yes, and I got to bring home the "rebel" I'd fallen love with from this photo: