I AM A BREEDER...
My food receipts for my family are less than my dog food bill weekly. My electric has quadrupled, I have more whelping supplies & dog meds than I do medicine and first aid supplies.
I have vaccines in my fridge, oxygen tanks on hand, my vet on speed dial and multiple puppy pens in my living room, bedroom and large crate's and dogs in over half my house.
I am a Breeder, who when my fridge quit, saved the dog meds and let the food go bad. My feet find the way to the puppy pens before I have even ate breakfast in the morning and the puppy pens are my last stop before bed.
While my friends are on a cruise to the Bahamas and my family meets for Christmas I am home delivering or hand feeding puppies. I haven't had a real vacation in over 15 years.
All plans are made around heat dates, whelp dates, puppies going to their new homes and vet dates.
I am a Breeder, who has been covered in more bodily fluids from my dogs on more occasions than I care to admit. Bleach is my favorite cleaning product and my home typically smells like a community pool.
Most of the time my conversations with friends revolves around my dogs. When I get exhausted and feel like I can't do another sleepless night hand feeding a puppy around the clock every 2-3 hours I remind myself religiously that the hand feeding is only temporary and the reward is coming.
I am breeder who sacrifices my own comfort to sleep on the floor next to a whelping pen so I can hear every time a puppy makes a squeak or to jump up in a panic making sure I didn't over sleep and not hear my alarm for the next 2 hour puppy feeding. Many people wouldn't understand how it feels to have invested hours and hours or weeks in a weak puppy to ultimately lose it and how it can be so heartbreaking, disappointing and depressing or the joy I feel when all the invested hours & weeks have paid off in one that lives.
I am a Breeder, who has tube, bottle fed, syringe and even sponge fed a puppy doing whatever it takes feeding every 2 hours and it taking 45 minutes at a time to ensure their survival. I have hand fed a clefties for over 2 months until they were able to eat by himself. I have been sleep deprived to the point of falling out. I have learned to be proficient at vaccinations, sub- q fluids, syringe feeding, warm water enemas, temperature taking and formulated and perfected my own puppy formula. My Vet knows me by my first name, and has witnessed me cry countless times.
I am a Breeder, to me that 63 days takes on new meaning still excited by every new life. I am right there when all my pups are born, towels and heating pads on ready, happiness and sadness sometimes intermingled. It is I who has breathed the first breath of life into a puppy who has refused to take that first breath. It is I who have sucked the fluid out of a newborn with my own mouth when the nose bulb wasn't getting the job done. Even though it increases my work load, I look forward to the 14 day stage when eyes open, and puppies begin to emerge from the helplessness of newborns. Puppy breath, a first bark, and a heart of exploration. I am a conscientious lover of animals and I have found my passion.
I am a Breeder, and I am not cruel, dumb, uncaring or criminal. I take great responsibility for every life I bring into this world and ensure it goes to a wonderful, loving and perfect home an extension of the same love and care they received while in my own home. I am not raking in money while sitting on my butt. Every penny I make I earn through blood, sweat, hard work and tears. My greatest joy is a healthy puppy and a wonderful home. The card of thanks and the up-dated pictures of my puppies with their new families are the fringe benefits of my efforts.
I am an animal lover, nurse, midwife, heavy laborer, customer service representative and marketer and PROUDLY I AM A BREEDER!