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Suomen koirankasvattajat ry:n Kasvattajapalkinto
Suomen koirankasvattajat ry palkinto
Myönnetty Nurmijärvellä 1.3.2014

STD Ry 40v muistamiset,
myönnetty 30.6.2012

STD Ry:n Kasvattajaplanketti nro 16:
Pitkäaikaisesta Tanskandogginrodun eteen tehdystä kasvatus-ja jalostustyöstä.

STD Ry:n Juhlamerkki 40v:
Vuosien pyytteettömästä yhdistyksen ja sitä kautta Tanskandoggirodun eteen tehdystä työstä.

Tanskandoggi - Great Dane

A Breeder IS......

  A breeder is one who thirsts for knowledge,never really knows it all,
one who wrestles w/decisions of conscience, convenience,and commitment.

One who sacrifices personal interests,finances,time,friendships,fancy furniture,and carpeting.
She gives of the dream of a long vacation in favor of that all important dog show to take it's place.
She goes w/out sleep-never w/out coffee inhours spent planning breedings or watching over the birth process, and afterwards,over every little sneeze,wiggle,and cry.

She skips dinner parties because the litter is due or babies need to be fed at 8pm.
She ignors birthing fluid to give mouth to mouth to save a gasping newborn,blowing life into a tiny,helpless creature that may be the culmination of a lifetime of dreams.

A breeder's lap is a wonderful place where generations of noble and proud champions once snoozed.Her hands are strong ,firm, and often soiled,but ever gentle.
Her back and knees are usually arthritic from stooping,bending,and sitting in the birthing box but strong enough to show in the ring her next hopeful to it's championship.

A breeder's shoulders are often weak from abuse from competitors but strong enough to handle her defeats and frustrations.

A breeder's arms are always able to mop,support an armful of puppies,or lend a hand to a newcomer.
Her ears are wonderful things,sometimes red from being talked about or strangely shaped from the phone reciever.

Her eyes are blurred from the research of pedigrees,sometimes blind to her own dog's faults.
The breeder's heart is often broken from buried failures but beats strong with hope.It's always in the right place!

There are breeders and then there are BREEDERS!!

Author Unknown

  POEM TO YOU - Runo Sinulle

Why own a Dane dog? There's a danger you know.
You can't own just one, for the craving will grow.
There's no doubt they're addictive, wherin lies the danger
While living with lots, you'll grow poorer and stranger.

One dog is not trouble, and two are so funny,
the third one is easy, the fourth one's a honey.
The fifth is delightful, the sixth one's a breeze.

You find you can live with a houseful, with ease.
So how 'bout another? Would you realy dare?
They're really quite easy, but Oh the hair!

With dogs on the sofa, and dogs on the bed,
And crates in the kitchen, it's no bother, you said.
They're really no trouble, their manners are great.
What's just one more dog and one more little crate?

The sofa is hairy, the windows are crusty.
The floor is all footprints, the furniture's dusty.
The housekeeping suffers, but what do you care?
Who minds a few noseprints and a little more hair?

So let's keep a puppy, you can always find room.
And a little more time for the dust cloth and broom.
There's hardly a limit to the dogs you can add.
The thought of a cutback, sure makes you feel sad.

Each one is so special, so useful, so funny.
The food bill grows larger, you owe the vet money.
Your folks never visit, few friends come to stay,
except other dog folks who live the same way.

Your lawn has now died and your shrubs are dead too,
Your weekends are busy, you're off with your crew.
There's dog food and vitamins, training and shots
and entries and travel, and motels cost lots.

Is it worth it, you wonder? Are you caught in a trap?
Then that favorite comes up and climbs in your lap.

Her look says you're special and you know that you will
keep all the critters in spite of the bill.

Some just for showing, and some just to breed,
and some just for loving, they all fill a need.
Winter is a hassle, but the dogs love it true,
And they must have their walks tho' you are numb and blue.

Late evening is awful, you scream and you shout
at the dogs on the sofa, who refuse to go out.
The dogs and the dog shows, the travel, the thrills
the work and the worry, the pleasure, the bills.

The whole thing seems worth it, the dogs are your life.
They're charming and funny and offset the strife.
Your lifestyle has changed, things just won't be the same.
Yes, those Danes are addictive and so's the dog game.

Author Unknown

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