Howdy doody blogaroos! Squirmy wormy here. And have I got a story for you! Guess what? OK you give up. We had a visitor the other night! And it wasn’t a two-legged. Or a deer or a bunny or a porcupine or a pheasant or a tick. I’ll give you some clues. It’s black. It has teeth. It has big paws. It makes really big poop. And it rhymes with pear. Yup. You guessed it! It was a hare! Just joking. It was a BEAR!

So like My Enforcer was playing fetch with me and the Boss in the front yard. The Coyote was watching from inside. Because we know he’s not a fetch player. Anyway, it was getting dusky and the black flies were bugging My Enforcer, so she said “game over.” And we went inside. After we went in, we went out on the deck. And we started barking at the woods. Which is not all that unusual because if The Coyote hears ANYTHING at night, he barks. And it’s not like we PONs need a reason to bark – so we joined in. My Enforcer told us to come in and she closed the deck door.

And a few minutes later, she got a “road text.” That’s a text sent by a neighbor to all the houses on our road. The text was from Pam – whose house is very, very VERY close to our house. Like I could run there in 20 seconds. She included the following picture in her text- of a visitor who was marching through her garden….

It wasn’t long after that post that we heard a “clunk” in our yard. Well, the Boss and My Enforcer heard it. The Coyote and I were too busy practicing our wrestling moves to hear anything. My Enforcer looked out the window, and although it was dark, she could tell that our big recycling compost bin had been knocked over. Which meant one thing – Ted enjoys green leftovers found in the back of the fridge.

My Enforcer didn’t want to go out- so she flicked the outside lights on and off. I guess to make it harder for the bear to see what he was eating. She closed all the windows in case he would decide that the pasta she had made for supper was worth coming inside for. She overestimates her cooking skills.

I must confess, none of us even realized that Ted was lurking in our yard. until the next morning when we went out for our walks. I was first – and I got to examine the knocked over green bin and the leftover brown bag that had contained the food. I sniffed around, and honestly, didn’t care. I mean it’s not like he left anything for me to eat.

The other guys responded exactly as I did when they went on their walks. Bored. My Enforcer kind of expected us to get all excited. I’m not sure why – I mean we are sheepdogs, not Karelian Bear dogs. We sniffed around, and The Coyote immediately attempted to pee on the green bin. Mind you, he does that all the time.

So no more off leash pees before bed. Who am I kidding. We haven’t been off leash at bedtime since the porcupine was spotted.

Anyway, that’s the latest episode of Squirmy’s Wild Kingdom. I kinda hope Ted comes back- so I can scare him off. As long as I see him from inside the house…

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Hey hey hey everybody! Squirmy here on this marvelous Mushroom Hunting Monday. Yup. You read that correctly! According to the Crazy Calendar, today is called Mushroom Hunting Day. Who knew?

Now this topic has lots of angles. Like an old Nylabone. First off we need to talk about canines and bad mushrooms. Yup. Just like some dogs can be bad, so can mushrooms. And eating wild mushrooms can spell serious trouble for dogs. Here’s a couple of articles about eating bad mushrooms…

https://namyco.org/mushroom_poisonings_in_dogs_an.php

https://tails.com/blog/2019/10/10/wild-mushrooms-which-ones-are-dangerous-for-dogs/

Like the article says, grocery store mushrooms won’t harm us – but ya need to be careful in the wild. I wish the ticks would eat those poison mushrooms….

Wait. I’m off topic. So. Mushrooms can be bad. BUT. Mushrooms can also be good. There has been research showing that eating certain mushrooms can actually help dogs who have cancer! Who knew?!

https://www.dogsnaturallymagazine.com/medicinal-mushrooms-for-cancer-in-dogs/

https://blog.petwellbeing.com/medicinal-mushrooms-a-powerful-defense-against-your-dogs-cancer?hs_amp=true

So. Mushrooms can be good. It’s all so confusing.

And lastly, mushrooms hunting can be fun and profitable! Well- truffle hunting to be more specific. Truffles are in the same fungus family as mushrooms, but they grow underground. And did you know that the Lagotto Romagnolo, a breed of dog from Italy, is known for its truffle hunting skills?! Yup. Check out this cool video.

https://youtu.be/UXI2tP1QNYc

Given that truffles can sell for like hundreds of dollars a lb, a good truffle hunting dog can easily buy his own dog food and treats. Here’s the latest on truffle prices for those who buy truffle stocks.

https://truffle.farm/truffle_prices.html

The Coyote and I enjoy digging in the backyard. I’m going to tell My Enforcer that we’re looking for truffles. Sure we are. That’s our new excuse. Brilliant.

So those are you fun fungus facts for today! I bet when you woke up today you had no idea it was such an exciting day!!!! But then, I think every day is exciting!! Happy hunting!

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Hey blogaroos! Squirmy here. Just getting over the bully stick hangover from the Coyote’s birthday bash. Loads of canine buddies. Food. Dancing. Drinking.

Just joking!! It’s a pandemic and we’re in lockdown! No big bash. Just us boys and My Enforcer- and some bully sticks. And extra treats at supper. A good time was had by all.

Now while the celebration was good news – we are ALL ticked off in this house. REALLY ticked off. Why? Ticks. Big time. Every time we go for a walk, it seems one of us brings one in. And that’s despite the fact that we wear bandanas dosed in natural tick spray – AND Her Highness also rubs it in our coats. We smell like lemongrass. You can smell us from 50 yards away. And supposedly the smell is supposed to be yucky to ticks. Well. Our ticks must have seasonal allergies and stuffy noses because they STILL hop on us for a ride.

Now for YEARS, My Enforcer has been nervous about tick medications. And you can read ALL kinds of stuff about them. Good and bad. But here’s the deal – we have something called Lyme Disease in our neck of the woods. And dogs can get Lyme. Now some dogs don’t get TOO sick. And they can be treated. BUT – some dogs get VERY sick. My Enforcer knows about the case of a local 6 year old Golden Retriever who sadly died from it. Apparently Labs and Goldens are more susceptible to serious effects from Lyme. But that’s not to say other dogs can’t also get pretty ill.

So although My Enforcer has long resisted the urge to put us on medication, after finding two ticks on me, one on The Boss and three on The Coyote, she decided she had to do SOMETHING.

Some people have good results with collars. But given that we all love to chew and lick each other – that option was out. Same with a topical medication.

So she consulted with several friends who have also been proponents of natural methods in the past – but who are also at their wits end with the tick explosion of late. In consultation with a veterinarian who practices a combination of holistic and traditional medicine, they got a recommendation. We also consulted with our own vet. I’m not going to post it – as we’re not trying to advocate OR advertise these products. But you are welcome to contact us if you want to know what we selected. Keep in mind that this is OUR experience- and we are not saying we have the right answer to the problem….you have to find the best option that works for you.

But back from the warning message…..Being the worry wart that she is, she kinda went a bit crazy watching us after we had our first pills. Like I felt like an amoeba under a microscope. Whatever amoebas feel like – I don’t know any personally. Anyway she wouldn’t let us out of her sight for like hours. Mind you, we’re in lockdown so it wasn’t all that different from most days lately.

The good news – no weirdo side effects. Phew. No strange or crazy behaviors. At least none that could be blamed on medication….

After we started our medication- which we got from our vet, she also found another armament for the battle. A bandana that has tick repellent built in. Good for 70 washings. That would be extra protection on our walks. But not when we’re playing as we would likely try to rip them off each other. OK. I would. Anyway, she ordered 3.

One note about tick medications- WE DO NOT ADVOCATE BUYING STUFF OVER THE COUNTER. Especially at places like the Dollar Store!!! See your vet for a choice that is right for you. Gee. That sounded like a commercial….

So that’s the news from bugville. We realize there will be some people who totally disagree with our decision to take tick medication. And we get it. This was a super hard decision to make. But My Enforcer wants us to be able to enjoy the outdoors- without having to wrap us in plastic wrap. Don’t laugh – she’s thought of everything including making us wear long suits that cover our bodies and legs. But ya still had our heads to worry about….I’m not so sure I would be good in a hoodie…

So given this challenge – PLEASE don’t give us grief about this decision. As I said, it’s not one we came to without lots of research and weighing all our options. If you totally disagree with us…..pretend you never read this. Just ignore this story. Kind of like when The Coyote ignores My Enforcer when she calls his name…..

Personally, I think we need to move to Newfoundland where Sue and Keith live. NO TICKS (or porcupines or skunks or snakes !) in Newfoundland! And summer is a whole month long!!! After the icebergs melt. Just joking!!!!! About moving there…

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Howdy blogees. Elroy here. And I’m pretty excited. Well. As excited as I get. I’ve turned into a pretty laid back kinda guy. Who would ever have thought it?! Anyway, today I’m celebrating my 5th birthday!!!!! Her Highness doesn’t know where the time has gone- it seems like yesterday I looked like this…

Since my last birthday, we added the Shaggy Shark to our family. Who can forget these early videos of me with the little monster:

https://youtube.com/shorts/vney480NRUA?feature=share

https://youtube.com/shorts/_bNUsVzwIp8?feature=share

I was pretty darn patient with the needle toothed whirlwind- and I still am today. We DO get into some pretty crazy Humpty Dumpty playing – and sometimes Her Highness has to break us up. Yeah – we DO get a bit over the top at times. And given that each of us has been on crate rest once since he arrived due to muscle injuries, Her Highness monitors our play and calls it off once it goes beyond a slow boil. She’s too paranoid. She needs to chill more. Like me.

Over the last year I’ve decided that food is OK. I eat everything in my bowl now – AND I eat blueberries again. I went off them for awhile. No particular reason. Just a Picardecision. Yup. We Picards decide we like or don’t like something- and that’s that. But we can change our minds a few weeks or months later. We also have our own “rules” for games. Fetch? We MIGHT bring the object back the first time, just so you humans think we know the game. But after that it’s anybody’s guess what we’ll do. Same thing with those “find it” games. The mops get all trembly and excited about looking for some stinky stuffed toy. Me? It’s kind of a silly game. I might play along for a bit, but I get bored quickly. Repetition is NOT a useful word in my vocabulary. Yawn.

I am proud to say that walking me on a leash is now a pleasure. Unless I see a deer, or lately a bunny – then I do have a tendency to go bananas. Speaking of which, I’ll eat them too. Bananas. Not bunnies.

If I see a neighbor, I might pull to say hello, and attempts at jumping are not off the table yet. But at least I don’t go CRAZY and bark like the mop maniacs. Those two are crazy. With Her Highness apologizing for their insane behavior. But I’m the “good” dog. I like everyone.

So we’ll see what kind of party I’ll have today. I’ve decided that bully sticks are fabulous- so MAYBE there will be one waiting for me.

Here are just a FEW of the 5000 shots of me taken just in the past year. I’m getting a BIT better at posing, but it’s still not my favorite thing to do. I’d rather roll on the lawn. And eat grass.

There are lots of shots of me and the Shark.

Oh and you’ll see photos of me and some of my friends. I’m what they call “dog friendly.” Although I will attempt to hump even my friends if allowed to. Hey – it’s just a fun game!

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Hey hey hey blogaroos. Squirmy here! And I’m SO excited because today is May 11- and do you know what day it is? According to the Crazy Calendar? It’s something called Eat What You Want Day! It’s a PON dream come true! Seriously! Now we just need to convince My Enforcer that she needs to go along with this.

Sometimes My Enforcer wonders what would happen if one of us PONs got into a 40lb bag of dog food. It likely could be dangerous- because our stomachs would probably explode. I don’t think we would stop.

Now some people believe that you can free feed dogs. You fill their bowl in the morning, and keep refilling it when empty. My Enforcer knows someone who does this with her dogs – and it apparently works for her. But in this house – it would never work. We just wouldn’t stop. Plus, right now we are all fed in separate locations around the kitchen – and the Coyote is actually secluded in the front hall, so we pushy PONs don’t try to steal his food. He used to be pretty picky – sometimes not eating a meal. I can’t IMAGINE that. But he seems to have outgrown that behavior- and now eats his whole meal. All the time. But I think if a giant bowl was left out all day, he would never get a chance to get any food. We would beat him to it.

There are lots of opinions about free feeding – and here are two articles about it. Like I said, it’s not for everyone…

https://www.embracepetinsurance.com/waterbowl/article/free-feeding-vs-scheduled-feeding

https://www.whole-dog-journal.com/food/dog_food/5-reasons-not-to-free-feed-your-dog/

And while on the topic of eating what you want, sometimes we dogs eat things that we might want, but they aren’t very good for us. Like the time Paxton, our Bernese (before my time) ate a 2.5’ long piece of gauze sling when My Enforcer broke her wrist. I hear he had to have surgery, and had to wear a lampshade. Doesn’t sound like much fun.

Here’s an article about some of the other things that some dogs have eaten, but well, their tastes were quite bizarre. WARNING: Just the thought of swallowing some of these things may give you the jimjams.

https://barkpost.com/discover/dogs-eat-strange-things/

Ya kinda wonder how some of those dogs swallowed those things….Yowza. I hope the dog who ate the pennies used them towards his vet bill. Just looking at these photos had me on pins and needles. And the guy who ate the light bulb wasn’t too bright. I crack myself up sometimes.

Anyway, today I hope I get an extra bowl of food, more blueberries and a sirloin steak. Just for good measure! And I hope YOU can treat yourself to something yummy too! You’re allowed today!

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Howdy blogaroos. Sad Squirmy here. Our guests are gone. It rained all day yesterday. Because of the COVID, we are in lockdown again…..Sigh….

OK. That was long enough time to be sad. I’m over it. We dogs have shorter lifespans than you humans, so we don’t have time to be sad for long!

That being said, I do have a rather “sad” topic today. And I’m afraid it has my name all over it. The topic? Jealousy.

So while we had our company, it became crystal clear that yours truly is a VERY jealous guy. My Enforcer knew I showed jealousy if she paid more attention to one of the other guys, but she hadn’t seen me in full-out J-mode with other people very much. But ooooo-eeeee. If Sue or Keith tried to pet one of the other guys, yours truly would literally jump over my compadres to get in close and to get the attention. Now I DO have manners when it comes to treats – and I wait patiently, knowing treat distribution is done by seniority (we have our own dog union- Branch K9). But when it comes to attention, all manner of decorum and turn-taking goes OUT the window. I must confess, I’m like a bulldozer.

So My Enforcer decided to research canine jealousy. She found this recent study that shows we dogs can even be jealous of a stuffed dog!

https://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2021/04/210408131415.htm

I wouldn’t necessarily be jealous of a fake dog – I mean I KNOW the difference between a stuffed canine and a real one. I would, though, probably try to rip his ears off. Now whether that’s jealousy- or the fact that I love to perform surgery on stuffed things is another story.

This article describes some possible solutions to jealousy. Although they don’t call our behaviors “jealousy” – they call it jealous-like. Yeah, I say a rose is a rose. And you can pee on both.

https://www.petmd.com/dog/behavior/9-signs-your-pet-jealous-and-how-stop-it

Now here’s a video with dogs demonstrating some jealous-like behaviors. The video isn’t perfect – some of the clips appear to have nothing to do with jealousy. But many do give a pretty good picture… I didn’t make it, I’m just sharing it.

https://youtu.be/s01nuhufIG4

I know that I do need to control my bulldozer behavior, but it’s hard. I saw this quote that kinda sums me up…. “I’m not the jealous type. But what’s mine is mine. End of story.” I know I’m a year old, but I’ll still blame it on puppy behavior. Plus I’m a pandemic puppy, so I should be given even MORE slack. I’m so smart.

Being jealous, as we’ve seen, can be a form of attention seeking. So let’s close this whole topic with a video that’s gone viral of one rather attention-seeking Bernese Mountain Dog. I like this guy!

https://www.newsweek.com/president-ireland-dog-steals-show-during-tv-interview-1588416

At least I don’t do my attention seeking on National TV! Yet. One can dream…

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Howdy blogaroos! Squirmy Wormy here. And it’s a sad day in Wormiville. Our company is going home to Nouveauland. Yes. The party is over.

They were here for almost 3 weeks. And that’s pretty miraculous because I’m sure by Day 2 they had had enough of me. But they persevered.

And what did I learn about having guests? OK – they weren’t really guests – they are family, but still, since they were visiting, so I’ll call them guests. Here’s my list about what I learned….

1. Some guests like to sleep in after 6AM. Really. I tried to be quiet in the morning so they could sleep. But Frodo didn’t care. He felt it was critical to sing his good morning song – and to encourage them to get up early and to make the most of the day. Who am I kidding? I sang along…

2. Guests do not REALLY appreciate you ricocheting off them. Although by the end of their stay I had trained them to turn sideways when they saw me coming. They got pretty good at it!

3. Guests do not really want you to take their shoes and run away with them. Especially outside.

4. It is easy to make guests laugh by running repeatedly around the dining room table while holding a toy and grunting like a pig. Some humans are easily entertained. And I LOVE entertaining.

5. If guests are athletic, you get to go for EXTRA walks. And you can help them work on their bicep muscles by pulling like crazy. Especially when you spot a deer before they do…

6. If you stare at guests long enough, they will pet you and sometimes will give you treats. Who can resist our longing, starving expressions?

7. If they work on projects, we canines make EXCELLENT supervisors. Unless the projects involve ladders, or sharp tools. Then we must supervise from the confines of our crate. At least I have to….

8. Guests prefer NOT to be bit while playing. They are not dogs. They don’t appreciate roughhousing. So carry a toy when you feel the need to bite a guest.

9. Guests can be taught to play fetch. Simply keep poking them with a fetch toy, and they’ll play!

We are going to miss Susan and Keith – LOTS. It was great having other humans to torment besides My Enforcer. Plus now My Enforcer will be telling US stories again. And we’ll have to listen and appear interested. We do hope they come back again – soon.

We wish them safe travels – and good luck catching that fairy. Yeah – I know that’s not how you spell it – but I like the image of catching a fairy better than catching a big boat.

Until they come back again, we’ll send them them off with big licks and waggy tails. And lots of love…

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Salutations blog readers. Frodo here today. It only makes sense that yours truly should be writing the blog today, on this – Museum Lover’s Day. Why should I be writing on a rather educationally based “holiday?” The alternative writer would be a dog whose primary interest is in running in circles or ricocheting off inanimate objects AND animate beings. The other dog would rather stare at nothing or eat grass than partake in a cultural activity. So I rest my case as to why I am the designated author today.

Given the current COVID restrictions in many places which do not allow museum visits, I thought that a few virtual options would be more apropos.

For anyone who loves canines, the obvious first choice in museums would be the American Museum of the Dog, now located (once again) in New York City. Relax and take a few minutes to do a virtual visit:

https://museumofthedog.org/uploads/pdfs/Permanent_collection_virtual_tour.pdf

If you prefer to visit a museum that does not JUST feature canine art (I don’t know why, but some might), you may wish to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art – also in the Big Apple. I have done a search of dog paintings in that famous landmark, and have come up with a few hundred works. Now as you scroll through, you will note that the search yielded a few paintings without dogs. Their error. But the majority DO feature my canine cousins.

https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search#!?q=dog&offset=0&perPage=100&sortBy=Relevance&material=Paintings

I must confess, I’m not a fan of the painting The Dog Killer, for obvious reasons. I prefer works like Baby with Rattle and Dog. I also enjoy many of the pastoral landscapes depicting us canines at work and play. And I was surprised to see the MANY religious paintings in which we appear. Take some time to scroll through the variety of works. I think you shall find it interesting.

I was able to search for dog paintings in the National Gallery in London, with over 100 results and I also searched the Louvre in Paris. Should you find interesting examples at a favorite museum, please feel free to share them. I’m a museum aficionado.

Meanwhile, here the humans continue to do home projects. As if the screen debacle wasn’t enough. Yesterday saw a plumbing “incident” that resulted in a geyser. The entertainment is ongoing. Yet despite the unique approaches toward some of their tasks, a number of projects have been completed successfully. Meanwhile , we canines watch and roll our eyes. Or try to help out…

The imp is particularly intrigued by all these projects. We didn’t include the photo where he had to be lifted out of the worksite because he refused to move….

Well we’ll see what they have planned for today. While I do virtual museum tours….

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Hey bloggers. Elroy here. Finally I get to write something. The imp, also known as the DOC (Director of Chaos), is busy running around the dining room table. Making these weird medium pitched grunting sounds as he does so. He’s something else. One day we counted him going around more than 10 times. And then we lost count. We got dizzy just from watching him.

He and Her Highness and her sister took him for a walk on the golf course yesterday morning. They let him off leash for a short while, in the hopes that he would run off some energy. That guy would have to run to Vancouver, and he still wouldn’t be tired. For those not familiar with Canadian geography, Vancouver is clear across the country. Like almost 5800km. Or around 3600 miles. Anyway at one point, he disappeared into the trees. Her Highness called him and he didn’t immediately come. Which is surprisingly odd for him. She called again. No DOC. And just as she was about to walk toward the area where he disappeared, he raced out of the woods. Smiling. And with something very evident in his mouth. He was proudly racing toward Her Highness with his prize – a bright pink golf ball he found in the woods. Which he promptly deposited at her feet. He’s a smart DOC.

Meanwhile, yours truly had a surprise on the course the other morning as well. But in my case, I wasn’t off leash. I’m never off leash…

Anyway, Sue thought she saw something in the distance but it disappeared. She saw movement, but didn’t know what it was. We all kept walking. And then suddenly, behind a hill , two heads popped up…

She snapped the shot while Her Highness held onto yours truly with an iron grip. I was pretty intrigued. We watched them and they watched us for about 2 minutes. Then they took off in the woods. I would have been very interested to join them, if I wasn’t on a leash. Still – it was fun to see them.

So that’s the major news here from our morning constitutionals. We can now add deer to our growing list of wildlife which so far includes ducks, geese, porcupine, lots of birds including woodpeckers, and LOADS of bunnies. I want to rename our road Noah’s place. Get it? I crack myself up. OK. Gotta motor.

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Hey hey hey everybody! Squirmy here! With another installment of dogs gone crazy. Welcome.

So. What’s new here? Oh. Oh. I know. A human project! You know those projects that you look at and say should take 30 minutes? And they are SO simple? But they end up involving three people, two trips to Home Depot, an assortment of tools and parts none of which exactly work for your project, and HOURS OF FRUSTRATION? Yup. That was our house on Thursday. And the project? The replacement of the screen in our patio door because yours truly took an already torn screen (that was made by other canines into a “dog door”) and TOTALLY shredded it so it looked like wire spaghetti. Now the original door renovation by “other dogs” was not totally bad as it actually flapped in and out and it DID keep the bugs out. But the handiwork, make that paw-diwork, of yours truly, left a screen that would essentially allow an eagle to fly in our house. Yup. I made a mess. And we know that the blackflies will soon be here – so we needed to fix the problem.

So. My Enforcer, Sue and Keith decided to replace the screen. A simple task. Right? Yeah not so much. One side of the screen frame came off the track and the other was STUCK. They pulled. They tugged. They used an assortment of tools to get the door off the track. They watched YouTube videos. Nothing worked. Meanwhile, the Boss and the Coyote just watched- while yours truly was sequestered in my crate. Probably because the combo of me and humans on ladders would not be a good idea. Anyway, at some point they got the door off. There was much rejoicing. They replaced the screen material and left part unattached so we canines would still have a dog door. How thoughtful of them. The Coyote decided to check it out before the door went back up.

But then they tried to get the thing back up. Well. The same part that would not come off in the beginning, would now not go on. After many interesting words- they basically propped the thing up partly in the track and gave up for the night.

The next morning, My Enforcer opened the glass door, not thinking about the precarious screen. Yours truly marched in and out before she could stop me. I pushed the screen material in and out – just the way it was intended. My Enforcer knew they needed to totally secure the door in track, but was happy to see me using it the way it was intended. Great. Except after about the 6th round trip, I decided to grab the screen material. She shouted “noooooo” as I attempted to take out a hunk of screen and again create my spaghetti screen art. Thankfully she stopped me before I did any damage and she sprayed that dreadful pepper spray stuff on the screen – the stuff that keeps me from chewing.

So we’re still waiting for the door to work right on the track. It won’t slide. So right now we canines can go in and out but the humans can’t. Not without bending over and going through the part that’s been left open for us dogs. How funny is THAT?

The other news is that today is National Purebred Dog Day. Now let me begin by saying that ANY dog can be a wonderful companion and family member and dogs in shelters deserve great homes too. There is nothing wrong with adopting. Just as there is nothing wrong with getting a well-bred purebred, and supporting heritage breeders. Here’s a link that talks about some of the benefits of living with a purebred dog….

https://www.sheknows.com/living/articles/1094363/why-i-choose-purebred-dogs/amp/

That’s a great article from a personal view. And this article goes even more deeply into why purebred dogs are so very important, and why heritage breeding is critical in preventing the extinction of dog breeds:

https://www.instituteofcaninebiology.org/blog/a-call-for-preservation-breeding

So today we celebrate us purebreds. It is our day. Mind you, in this house, every day is our day. But today is extra special. Because we are real treasures. Even when we destroy screen doors….

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe!