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It is with the greatest of sadness, that I have to inform you of the passing of my beloved stud dog, Ben. He went to the rainbow bridge on Sunday Dec 5th 2010. At home. Ben will be very sadly missed. He was more then just my stud dog. He was my friend, my protector, my partner in crime. I will never forget Ben.
One good thing I have to tell you all is, I have a new dog who was bought in with the intention of being able to take over from Ben, when Ben decided he had had enough. Jethro is almost six months old. As usual with my dogs, he is from the Aaronby breeders. And to make things even better, he is Bens great grandson. Pictures of Jethro will apear soon. When I have had time to grieve for Ben.
PLEASE NOTE. I NO LONGER BREED. BUT MY DEAR FRIEND, AND BREEDER OF ALL MY DOGS, AARONBY GERMAN SHEPHERDS, DOES STILL BREED.
Welcome to my website. Here I hope to introduce you to my dogs, and tell you a little about them. Tell you a little about their likes and dislikes, characters, quirks and foibles. Please come on in and meet the pack!
Call back often. I will be adding to the site as and when I can. You will find details of litters of pups that are available from me, or from other members of the small group of breeders that also breed using almost exclusively Aaronby bloodlines.
Some great news. My friend, and founder of the Aaronby bloodlines, has moved. She is now much nearer to me, and therefore I will be able to see more of my favourite dogs!!
Please note. I am not a professional breeder, and I certainly don’t do it for the money. If I did, I would be out of business by now. I breed when I feel the time is right, I have the right combination of dogs, who can compliment each other, and when I think I can maintain the standard of dog I would expect to see myself. I have bred no pups over the last year and a half. But I do have people waiting for pups. They are happy to wait until I think it is the right time, and the dogs are in the right condition, age, etc. Temperament is deeply considered, and I would not breed to get aggressive dogs. That is NOT what German Shepherds are about. Yes, they CAN look aggressive, but a good Shepherd will be gentle unless roused. Thoughtful, they are smart dogs. Active, and fun!! A good Shepherd should be capable of doing pretty much any job you want to give it, within reason of course. One lady asked me if my shepherds would herd her sheep. I told her they might, but their main aim, hence the name, was to act as a shepherd to the flock. Guarding it, guiding it, but not herding it.
I AM YOUR DOG
I am your dog, and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear.
I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there, often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life. Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer.
See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle.You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who loves you as no other could in the world?A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of your time? That is all I ask.
To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me.
So many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of other of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant land.
I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just "One more day" with me.
Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me.
We have NOW, together. So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart. Come to me not as "alpha" or as "trainer" or even "Mom or Dad," come to me as a living soul
and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one another's eyes, and talk.
I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general. You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such things with. Someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a "Dog on two feet" -- I know what you are. You are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still.
Now, come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and whisper to my ears. Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self.
We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.
--Love,Baby
(on behalf of canines everywhere)
>Author Unknown
PLEASE NOTE. All pictures on this site are copyrighted to their original owners. Please do not use these photographs without permisson from myself or the owners.
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