When all is said and done.. Coccolina is hanging in there and so is GuyGuy. Some days are better than others. He eats ok +, depending on the meal and the day, which I very as much as possible, within reason. He still demands his walk even if I have to hold him real tight, he trips a lot. I help him get in and out of the car. He can be knocked over by another dog, so I have to watch him closely when he is outside. He is very aware of everything that is going on.
I am sharing this with you because it is really important to be aware of. He is going on 13 and Coccolina is 14+.We do not have a lot of records of how long Barbets live and of couse which lines..
Neither take any medication for anything, but I do give GuyGuy what I can every so often to help him move more easily..and I massage him every morning before he “gets up” and even then, I help him stand up because like old folks, he is stiff. He weighs around 23k which is still what he has weighed most of his life. The steroids are helping him stand properly and probably move better too.
Nothing to say about Coccolina..she is a trooper!
The 2017 litter which was a fifth generation litter was a very very nice one. The pups have grown nicely..I need to do it again. Below you can see Grand-pa Compay II, his Grandson Nat-King and Nat-King’s father French Lover (on the right).Iabada will do her best! All my dogs are with me and we wish them well!
Life in the Barbet world, is not a lot of fun. Never has been..In fact it’s all about who badmouths who and when. It’s not at all, nor has it ever been about dogs. Scrtach the surface and you quickly get to the smelly part.Promotion of their own breed and that one has nothing to do with history!
There is an added dimension..and that being many breeders are running out of “new” blood and scraping the bottom of their drawers…using studs who are younger and younger and over and over..and the habitual breeding for color.
Recently, and probably because of the publication of the easy to understand factual history of the breed, Barbet Moderne breeders felt the necessity to launch an attack led by Pontius Pilate, whose job is to thrash people for money..but never deal with the breed ..mandated by our old totalitarian breeders whose income depends on their sales of a myth, created in 1990 and “threatened with extinction”!
My head always sticking out for facts and truth, was of course the aim of the skud, with a mission : kindness.. nothing again to do with the dogs..
Sadly, jealousy and envy are doing their best for the breed and time is ticking.
I was asked many times if I was a breeder. Well, it’s like being bi-cultural. Which do you feel more? Well, it all clicked in my mind and no I am not a breeder. I just want to prove that breeding to obtain proper results as far as type/morphology and temperament, IS do-able when you take the time to evaluate the results, not to compete for sales and to sit back and smell the roses. Now, I am smelling my roses and enjoying them….