A breeder is someone who thirsts for knowledge and yet he will never know it all. He wrestles with decisions between reason, heart and others. Engagement. A breeder sacrifices personal interests, finances, time, friendships, precious furniture and more. valuable carpets. He exchanges travels for exhibitions and the experience of his pack. A breeder spends hours without sleep to plan a mating or to wait with tension for the upcoming birth u. afterwards about every sneeze, crawling u. To wake up squeaks. A breeder waives a party, because a birth is imminent or the puppies must be fed at 22 o'clock. The grower's lap is a great place where generations of proud and noble dogs can be more than beautiful, slumbering.The breeder's hands are strong, firm and often dirty yet sensitive to the nudging of a small wet puppy's nose.
The breeder's back is often crooked and bumpy from the bashfulness of some of his fellow human beings, who think they have to spread lies about his dogs and him, and yet he is broad and strong enough to endure thousands of such lies with a proud smile.
A breeder's arms are strong enough to wipe at the same time, carry an armful of puppies and lend a hand to the novice.
The ears of the breeder are strange creatures; sometimes blushing talk, sometimes shallow from the phone, sometimes deaf of criticism and then again clairaudient for the whine of a sick puppy.
The breeder's eyes are cloudy from studying the pedigrees, sometimes blind to the mistakes of others and yet so keen in the perception of their own mistakes. They are always in search of the perfect species.
The breeder's brain is sometimes clouded by faces and yet it can reproduce a pedigree or stories about his beloved dogs and puppies faster than a computer. It is so full of knowledge that it is always available to other beginners.
The breeder's heart is often broken, but always full of hope - and it sits in the right place.
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