The Coton de Tulear is one of the Bichon family of dogs, which includes the Bichon Frise, Maltese, Bolognese, Havanese, Löwchen, and Russian Tsvetnaya Bolonka. While the family originated around the Mediterranean, it traveled on sailing ships over the centuries to other lands.
The Canine Chronicle Non-Sporting Group Hall of Fame 2023
“Losing a dog feels like losing a part of your soul; they leave paw prints not only on the ground but on your heart forever. Their absence may echo in the silence, but their love remains in every memory.”
Last month a conversation about judges helping exhibitors show their dogs better overflowed from Facebook into these pages. So many people had strong feelings about it that in order to fit them all, it needed to be two articles instead of just one. Last month exhibitors had their say–this month it’s the judges and ring stewards who weigh in on the topic.
Unless you never intend to hunt on anything but public land, it pretty much dictates that, at some point, you’ll need to get permission to be
on someone’s private land.
If you’ve been participating in the sport of dogs for a while, you probably have plans with backup plans in place.
“With all of the discourse surrounding junior showmanship lately, I have been left deeply concerned and disappointed, but also hopeful–in a way.”
Click here to read the complete article 162 – October, 2024 By Caroline Coile • Doberman Pinscher. “Whinlands Tornado.” (1962-1969). One of the most recent dogs, Tornado was owned by a museum staff member. • Great Dane. No less than seven Great Danes are in the museum’s possession. The earliest born is “Jupiter” (presented in [...]
She was born on her sire’s birthday–a little miracle weighing just 3¾ ounces. The repro vet worked a bit of magic with five breeding straws which bore no resemblance to the report that came with them from another practice. She had to spin down the contents of all of those breeding units to attempt a surgical implant with degraded frozen semen. She was quite frank with me, “There is little chance of this insemination being successful. Under the microscope, I saw debris, hair, and other oddities. I will proceed if you want, but we need all the semen that was sent.” I gave my permission with my heart at the back of my throat. This was the last of the semen from the stud dog. It was now or never.
