When breeding rhymes with passion ... Indeed, dog is man's best friend ! The first dog in my kennel was Roxie. How marvellous it had been to welcome at home this little female, a great swiss mountain dog able to charm us at the first glance. She was a little shy at the beginning but it was quite normal and I thought she would be glad to get a 4 legged friend. I had the choice between 5 breeds which were attracting me, but choosing was impossible. So, in the next 3 years arrived : Tara and her friend Lulu - Rhea, my Tatra Shepherd Dog. She looked like a little sheep and was always giving kisses. - Tara, my Yugoslavian Shepherd Dog, which was delighted to find two sisters already waiting for her. - Tiphaine, my Landseer, a real little teddy bear happy to join friends she could play with as she had just left a large family. - Urka, my South Russian Ovtcharka, bursting with energy and feeling affection for us and her friends. - Valie, my Estrela Mountain dog, the last to arrive and a really rascal one, but she took her place and became friendly with others without any problem. Then came two little princesses, both born at home : Ussia, Rhea's daughter, and Venus, Roxie's daughter. I had not in mind to get a new dog, but I could not resist to Babette and do not regret it ! Rhéa Roxie and Tara Urka and Tara Tiphaine and Valie Ussia Venus Babette I have a real passion for my dogs, I can also say that being with them keeps stress away. I love watching them together, seeing them growing... despite they do not have exactly the same nature they get on very well. A dog is naturally kind, loyal, utterly and unconditionally devoted to his owner. A dog trusts you implicitly, but note that you have to give him time and love ... he will repay you a hundred times over ! Take time to talk to him, to give him strokes, and avoid any king of brutality, he will then become the ideal compagnon of your whole family. Happiness The birth of puppies is a wonderful moment... You have to observe from afar, in first times, as the mother perfectly takes care of her puppies. You just have to be discreet, the mother is aware that her master is close and in fact it is to her you have to give lot of love... Then, little by litlte, the puppies grow up and their mother educate them, teach them love and respect. Later, when she is ready to hand over, come my turn to take care of them. I teach them not to bite calves, to eat in their own bowl and not in their neighbour's one, I make them discover strokes, the pleasure of being brushed or the deligh to receive some reward... when they are well-behaved. Lastly, when puppies are "well brought up puppies", comes the separation. This moment is somehow sad but the puppies go away to bring hapiness in a new family which is welcoming them lovingly, and so is the beginning of a new story ... Satisfaction ... This new story is a story which the "adoptive parents" of my puppies often allow me to share, I receive phone calls, photos and even little films which all confirm me that my puppies are happy and that they bring love and affection to their family.