The early years

I have finally taken the plunge and Started my Blog. For those that choose to follow my journey you will get a glimpse of my life as a Westie Breeder. The good the bad and the ugly. Every job has them, You just have to make sure the GOOD outweighs the BAD and.UGLY I am going to tell you right off the bat that I have very poor writing skills as far a proper grammar. My sentences like my thoughts seem to go on and on. My spelling is horrific. Thank god for spell check!

  Well let me start out by telling you a little about my childhood. I grew up on a farm in Hooksett NH. Nowadays you wouldn't really call it a farm, it was actually only 2 acres, but to me it was a farm with lots of animals. As many as 2 acres could hold and at times even more then it could hold. Horses, cows, goats, sheep, chickens, ducks, turkeys cats, DOGS and even a few monkeys. I had 2 Brothers and 3 Sisters. Back in those days kids had chores. We all were expected to help with the animals. I loved all the animals but the Dogs and the Goats were my favorites. One of my chores was feeding the dogs. Now if I had become a goat farmer chances are I wouldn't know any of you that are reading this. So I am glad I chose to become a Westie Breeder. We had all sorts of different breeds of dogs, big and small. My favorites were (and still are) the Westies and the German Shepherds. I also started my Grooming career when I was a kid. I remember it like it was yesterday. I would take out my Mother's ironing board and put the dogs on it to brush them and give them little haircuts..
 It's funny that even though I didn't give it much thought at the time, I was actually planning my career. Of course I cannot find any pictures of me with my favorite dogs because I also loved taking pictures when I was a kid. So I have lots of pictures of my dogs, but none of me with the my dogs.

"Greta" was our first Westie. I really don't know why my Mother chose to get a Westie. Back then most dogs were mutts. (These days they call them designer dogs). Imagine how rich those people that had all those accidental litters would be if they had just been smart enough to think of a cute name for then like (puggles, labradoodles or Schnoodles). Back then if you wanted an uncommon purebred dog you had to get it from a PET STORE.Funny how things have changed I have no idea how my Mother even found a male to breed her Westie to. There was no internet back then. Back when I was a kid. There were no leash laws and very few people got their dogs spayed/neutered. I can remember packs of dogs hanging around our house whenever there was a female in heat. Some days we were not allowed to go out and play because my Parents feared the pack of dogs would hurt us. We all managed to survive. . I will most likely go from past to present as I write. My dogs have probably taught me far more then I have taught them.