After 10 litters and 81 puppies, selection work to my 5th generation, the highest SCC selection grid ( highest cotations SCC: results of all Barbets), several champions in France and in foreign countries, guide dogs for the blind, dogs with BCE/BICP ( hunting trials on natural instinct since I am not a hunter) and reaching objectives set in 2003…I can now step back and enjoy the result of my work. I do not like what I am seeing in France at all, and have decided to step back and smell the roses in my garden for a while.
There are some very very pretentious, pompous and nasty, incompetent people who are in it for the money, have no competences in the breed ( have not a clue what a Barbet is) and who respect nothing and no one. So be it. Suffice to read what belittling stupid infantile comments are posted on a socutesonice social network. called Parlons Barbet…Rather nauseating…but nothing new in France where the breed whether Old ( Vieux Barbet) or Modern ( Poodle type) all LOF/SCC will never ever get along. Breed club being incompetent since the beginning, in 1981..there is basically no hope left of survival of the old breed and the new Modern barbet can be assimilated to a Labradoodle, but just less expensive, quoi que…look at the average Barbet price in France, for very often a new breeder and a crossbred, crossbreed. Amazing.
On that happy note. Enjoy your Sunday. Just to reassure some, I am not going anywhere. I am here to stay and make sure people remember what a Barbet is, since many breeders do not.
This litter has been adorable, the pups adorable, the owners adorable..my only regret is that GuyGuy was sick at the time he could have mated Dabadoo..and I did not yet know he was ill with his gallstone issue..otherwise he would have been happy to oblige( even at his age) and Froggy would have been fit for the next litter. However, you don’t always do what you want..and it doesn’t always work out the way you want it to.
My choice to keep a male from this litter was a very hard one…and in fact til the last day, I could not decide. The decision was taken by the male himself who had decided he was going to stay.That was that.
We went to my friend who does canine education..for some new sensations. That is the wind blowing…Merci Corinne!