Harley died today

No, she wasn’t one of mine. In fact, I’ve never seen her other than photos. But, my heart aches for her family tonite, because she is gone. She has left this earth for no other reason than she had the bad luck to have been born to a backyard breeder who only cared about the money. And when he realized his puppies were sick, he sold them at a greatly reduced cost to families. Unknowing families, who had no knowledge of backyard breeders, who have had the horrible experience of watching a puppy die of parvo. What should have been a joyous occasion filled with the learning of new things and the bonding with their new family instead turned into a nightmare of pain, and sadness, and loss. What’s that? Just a dog, you say? Read the following letter, and then tell me that Harley was “just a dog”

Hello kens5,

I don’t know if there’s a story here, but I am so freaking angry, and incredibly sad.

If you’d have asked me on Thursday morning what parvovirus was I couldn’t tell you. I knew all about it by Thursday evening though.

Wednesday evening I drove into town to a “breeder’s” home to buy a Doberman pinscher puppy. Mark had four of them from an unintentional pregnancy that he was looking to sell in a hurry at nine weeks old. I want interested in breeding or even AKC, but I had been looking for a Doberman puppy for quite some time.

The signs were there, but I didn’t know enough about the unscrupulous habits of these backyard breeders. I wish I had known.

I got Harley home late Wednesday evening. She was lethargic, thought it had something to do with her being a puppy. She ate a little that night. Even less Thursday. Friday at the vet we learned Harley had parvo.

The last three days has been constant attention to my little puppy who would constantly look into my eyes with an unspoken question, or a silent plea. She would only settle down in my arms or if I was resting my hand on her little skeletal body. Otherwise she would lie down, get up and move about, to settle down, and then up again.

Last night I spent the entire night lying on my back, with one hand on her tiny chest to calm her. She was so weak that she wouldn’t move as I cleaned her soiled pads, and this morning (Sunday) as my wife stood over me while I replaced her soiled pads, she took her final breaths.

I couldn’t even complete a call to my daughter (a vet tech here in SA) to let her know.

I’m not angry that Harley had parvo, it’s a virus that we can only hope never to see. What infuriates me is that Mark, when he realized that his litter was sick, sold them off to unknowing families. He assured me that she was healthy and on top of all of her shots. Mark assured me that he would be available night and day should I have any questions or need any information concerning the health and treatment of the dogs while under his care.

He has been totally unresponsive to any of my calls, messages, or texts.

I fully plan on calling animal control on Monday and lodging a formal complaint. But what I would like to ensure is that no one else suffers as my wife and I did when Harley took her last breath. It’s hard to believe how attached we got to her over just a few days… What, 88-89 hours?

Mark’s number is,
1 (210) 542-9985

his address is,
818 sw 40th street 78237 (it’s a run down green little house on a long rectangular lot.

You probably get a lot of letters like this, but it felt good to get it off my chest, and if you do decide to follow up on this I can be reached at *********. My name is Allan, and I am stationed at fort Sam.

Thank you for your time,

Sent from my iPhone

Yes, I put the backyard breeders phone number and address out there for everyone to see. If he’s man enough to knowingly sell sick puppies to unsuspecting families, then he shouldn’t be the least bit bothered that folks now know who he is.

And Mark, should you read this, I hope you CHOKE on the money you took from these folks. And I hope little Harley haunts your dreams at night. There are words to describe how I feel about you, but to you they probably sound like praise. You are a disgusting waste of oxygen.

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My two Greeks

The puppies have been leaving for their new homes, but two will be staying here. I’m keeping this chunky little fellow.

Rose Hill Dionysus “Ditto”


And this lovely little girl

Rose Hill Nyx “Nyxie”


It seems rather depopulated around here now that most of the kids have moved on to their new homes. With only four puppies it is *almost* manageable, LOL. They are still plenty busy enough to keep me hopping most days. They are busy learning about walking on a leash (nope, not gonna do it), trips to the vet (nope, not gonna do that either), riding in a car (meh, whatever), and playing, which is what they are all about. I’m seeing a good bit of prey drive in most of the puppies, so I’ve got high hopes there 🙂 There are only two puppies left looking for forever homes. “Trio”, who is a black and brindle spotted on white for a show or companion home, and “Minnie” who is a red brindle spotted on white, available ONLY to a show/coursing/agility home. Feel free to email me if you are interested.

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Two weeks old!

The Greeks are two weeks old. Eyes are opening and they are starting to get their legs under them and trundling about in the whelping box. Of course, balance isn’t great yet, so they are spending about as time righting themselves as they are spending moving around. Bo continues to be an excellent mom, and the pups are fat and healthy


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Greek Gods and Goddesses

Bo’s puppies are here!

5 dogs, 4 bitches. Red, red brindle, and black brindle. One Irish marked, four spotted and four selfs. Everyone is doing great 🙂

The litter theme is Greek Gods and Goddesses


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Still waiting

Six days to go. Whelping box is set up and ready when she is. Still huge, still eating everything in site and her temp is stable. The waiting is killing me 🙂

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The waiting game will begin. D-day is December 11th. Stay tuned for details as they develop.

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Sorry about that folks

Sorry for the absence, when my laptop crashed, it took my password and blog with it. Finally back in the land of blogs, I promise to do better.

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Ok, who programs the dictionary in these “smart phones”. There are words in there that don’t belong, and I know I didn’t put them there. Just screw up one letter, and you get something you didn’t intend, at all. And if you don’t catch it……things can get interesting. It insists that “moron” is moribund, and changes “trailer” to virgin (WTF?). And don’t EVER text Puss n Boots to ANYONE. That’s not what your phone will say. Yes, this did happen to me. Autocorrect hell.

And never, ever, use speech recognition and predictive text at the same time. It won’t turn out well, I can promise you that. You might even wind up propositioning someone, and it will be someone you have no wish to proposition. That conversation won’t go quite right, and you will never live it down.

I swear, my phone is a pervert. Always read your texts before hitting send. It’s easier than explaining later.

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Currently stuck in Walmart hell trying to pick up my prescriptions. I think.world.peace might be easier. It’s a damn good thing I’m not actually sick. I would be long dead before I got my meds. And to make it worse, they are playing Chipmunks Xmas songs. Please just shoot me now.

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Facebook stupidity

For those of you who knew I was on FB, I ain’t there no more. The morons in charge decided to stick me with one of their beta tests. I could no longer choose to view top stories or get rid of crap I didn’t want to see. My account has been deactivated, and I’m done.

From the looks of the message boards, plenty of other folks are bailing too. FB is doing the same stupid shit that sank Myspace. If you don’t listen to your users, they tend to leave. I have better things to do with my time than look at what THEY want me to look at. I only used it to keep up with what my friends were doing, and since I can’t do that, what use do I have for it? Answer: NONE.

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