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Pictured above: Aust Grand Champion Yetholme Make Mine Mink
""Makka""
For the tab to following pages, scroll to bottom of page.
July 18th, and it's the first birthday of the V babies,
Yetholme Validate and Yetholme Valkyrie
Happy birthday, Kyrie and Validate........
Caveat Emptor - Buyer Beware
When searching for your yorkie, please do your homework carefully, especially before
parting with any money. If you are offered a yorkie that seems too good to be true in dollar terms,
you can bet your life that it is. There are various scams doing the rounds at the moment. For further
information, you are welcome to contact me via my Contact page.
New Champion!!!!
Huge Congratulations to Suzy and Bella
Aust Ch Yetholme Perfect Love
Bella is Suzy's first show dog and they make a wonderful team together.
I'm so proud of both of you.
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On behalf of my friend, Steven........
LOST!!
Still missing in Tasmania - "KYRA"
FEMALE YORKSHIRE TERRIER - MICROCHIPPED
Missing from Lake end of Sophia St, Tullah,TASMANIA
from Tues 8th April 2008 - dearly loved and missed.
$2,000 REWARD - NO QUESTIONS ASKED
ph Steve 03 64734245 or mobile 0439558705 or
contact Rosebery Police
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Yetholme Pretty Bits,
at her very first show - Yorkshire Terrier Club of NSW -
wins Baby in Show.
For other Yetholme Yorkie results from this show on 22nd March,
please go to the Show Results page.
Stop Press!! - 16th Feb 2008
Dogs NSW Showdog & Puppy of the Year 2007
From 64 entrants, a panel of six judges,
eight heats, the winner of
PUPPY OF THE YEAR is.........
Ch Yetholme Tailor Made -
handled by Mrs G. Keegan
Sire: Aust/Can Ch Marydon Steals The Scene (Imp Can)
Dam: Aust Ch Yetholme Maid Welcome
Ch Yetholme Tailor Made
Also shown at Puppy of the Year was
Aust Ch Yetholme Strike Me Pink (pic below) - handled by Mrs M. Atkinson.
Crikey did very well too, making it to the quarter final
of this prestigious event.
Sire of Crikey is Ch Brave Heart of Padawi's (Imp Gmy) ex
Ch Yetholme Tickled Pink, a daughter of Gr Ch Yetholme Make Mine Mink.
Needless to say, we're very proud of these two lovely boys.
* New Champions
Yetholme Grand Secret
Yetholme Tailor Made
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New Champion for 2008
American Champion/Australian Champion
Yetholme Born T Blossom
Co-owned by Mrs T. Bell & Yetholme Yorkies.
This makes it quite a family affair as Twiggy's mother, Am/Aust Ch Yetholme Born Free and half sister Am Ch Yetholme CareFree gained their American titles last year.
Huge congrats to Mrs T. Bell for these great results.
Congrats too to Yetholme Tender Hope who took Reserve Winners Bitch behind Twiggy on 21/1/08 in Hawaii.
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And our yorkies are not just pretty faces, either....
The Yorkshire Terrier is truly the dog for all reasons!!
Welcome to my web site. I hope you enjoy your visit. Take your time to browse awhile - there is quite a lot to read and many pictures to view. Feel free to have a look around and contact me if you would like to know more, and please check back often for regular - sometimes daily - updates!
The link to subsequent pages is at the very bottom of each page.
Many of the major happenings for 2007 have been moved to an 'archives' page called
'News from 2007' to make room for new news in 2008.
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I welcome genuine puppy enquiries.
When searching for your puppy, do your homework carefully and purchase only from reputable breeders
Do not support puppy mills or backyard breeders
To further emphasize our concern for buying a dog from a pet store and the like please look at these links:
http://www.stoppuppymills.org/
http://www.nopuppymills.com/
http://www.geocities.com/hollyswilo/puppymills.html
Responsible breeders are very proud of their dogs and participate in activities that add to their knowledge of the breed. They are constantly striving to improve the longevity and physical traits of their chosen breed. Their puppies are properly raised and socialised.
Please be sure to sign my guest book so that I know you have visited.
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What does a Championship title mean? More precisely, what does it mean to
become a CHAMPION? For a wonderful description of the meaning, please
go to my 2007 page.
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The Journey
When you bring a pet into your life, you begin a
journey. A journey that will bring you more love and
devotion than you have ever known, yet will also test
your strength and courage. If you allow, the journey
will teach you many things, about life, about yourself,
and most of all, about love. You will come away changed
forever, for one soul cannot touch another without
leaving its mark.
Along the way, you will learn much about savoring
life's simple pleasures -- jumping in leaves, snoozing
in the sun, the joys of puddles, and even the
satisfaction of a good scratch behind the ears. If
you spend much time outside, you will be taught how to
truly experience every element, for no rock, leaf, or
log will go unexamined, no rustling bush will be
overlooked, and even the very air will be inhaled,
pondered, and noted as being full of valuable
information.
Your pace may be slower, except when heading home to
the food dish, but you will become a better naturalist,
having been taught by an expert in the
field. Too many times we hike on automatic pilot,
our goal being to complete the trail rather than enjoy
the journey. We miss the details: the colorful
mushrooms on the rotting log, the honeycomb in the
old maple snag, the hawk feather caught on a twig.
Once we walk as a dog does, we discover a whole
new world. We stop; we browse the landscape, we kick
over leaves, peek in tree holes, look up, down, all
around. And we learn what any dog knows that nature has
created a marvelously complex world that is full of
surprises, that each cycle of the seasons bring
ever changing wonders, each day an essence all its own.
Even from indoors you will find yourself more attuned
to the world around you. You will find yourself
watching: summer insects collecting on a screen;
how bizarre they are; how many kinds there are or
noting the flick and flash of fireflies through the
dark. You will stop to observe the swirling dance
of windblown leaves, or sniff the air after a rain. It
does not matter that there is no objective in this; the
point is in the doing, in not letting life's most
important details slip by.
You will find yourself doing silly things that your
pet-less friends might not understand: spending thirty
minutes in the grocery aisle looking for the cat food
brand your feline must have, buying dog birthday
treats, or driving around the block an extra time
because your pet enjoys the ride. You will roll in the
snow, wrestle with chewie toys, bounce little rubber
balls till your eyes cross, and even run around the
house trailing your bathrobe tie with a cat in hot
pursuit, all in the name of love.
Your house will become muddier and hairier. You
will wear less dark clothing and buy more lint rollers.
You may find dog biscuits in your pocket or purse, and
feel the need to explain that an old plastic shopping
bag adorns your living room rug because your cat loves
the crinkly sound. You will learn the true measure of
love. The steadfast, undying kind that says, "It
doesn't matter where we are or what we do, or how life
treats us as long as we are together."
Respect this always. It is the most precious gift any
living soul can give another. You will not find it
often among the human race. And you will learn
humility. The look in my dog's eyes often made me
feel ashamed. Such joy and love at my presence. She saw
not some flawed human who could be cross and
stubborn, moody or rude, but only her wonderful
companion. Or maybe she saw those things and dismissed
them as mere human foibles, not worth considering, and
so chose to love me anyway.
If you pay attention and learn well, when the journey
is done, you will be not just a better person, but the
person your pet always knew you to be. The one they
were proud to call beloved friend.
I must caution you that this journey is not without
pain. Like all paths of true love, the pain is part of
loving. For as surely as the sun sets, one day your
dear animal companion will follow a trail you cannot
yet go down. And you will have to find the strength and
love to let them go.
A pet's time on earth is far too short, especially
for those that love them. We borrow them, really, just
for a while, and during these brief years they are
generous enough to give us all their love, every inch
of their spirit and heart, until one day there is
nothing left. The cat that only yesterday was a kitten
is all too soon old and frail and sleeping in the sun.
The young pup of boundless energy now wakes up stiff
and lame, the muzzle gone to gray.
Deep down we somehow always knew that this journey
would end. We knew that if we gave our hearts they
would be broken. But give them we must for it is all
they ask in return. When the time comes, and the
road curves ahead to a place we cannot see, we give one
final gift and let them run on ahead, young and
whole once more. "God speed, good friend," we say,
until our journey comes full circle and our paths cross
again.
~unknown~
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Want a lovely healthy puppy, then say "NO" to 'designer' dogs and backyard breeders.
I don't remember much from the place I was born. It was cramped and
dark and we were never played with by humans. I remember Mom and her
soft fur, but she was often sick, and very thin. She had hardly any
milk for me and my brothers and sisters. I remember many of them
dying, and I missed them so.
I do remember the day I was taken from Mom. I was so sad and scared,
my milk teeth had only just come in, and I really should have been
with Mom still, but she was so sick, and the humans kept saying that
they wanted money and were sick of the "mess" that my sister and I
made. So we were crated up and taken to a strange place. Just the two
of us. We huddled together and were scared, still no human hands came
to pet us or to love us.
So many sights and sounds, and smells!! We are in a store where there
are many different animals! Some that squawk! Some that meow! Some
that peep! My sister and I are jammed into a small cage, I hear other
puppies whine. I see humans looking at me, I like the "little
humans", they look like they'd be fun, like they would play with me!
All day we are kept in the small cage, sometimes mean people will hit
the glass and frighten us, every once in a while we are taken out to
be held or shown to humans. Some are gentle, some hurt us, we always
hear "AW they are so cute! I want one!" but we never get to go with
any.
My sister died last night, when the store was dark. I lay my head on
her soft fur and felt the life leave her small thin body. I had heard
them say she was sick, and that I should be sold at a "discount
price" so that I would quickly leave the store. I softly whined to
mourn for her as they took her body out
of the cage in the morning, I wondered where they put her?
Today, a family came and bought me! Oh happy day!! They are a nice
family, they really, really wanted me! They had bought a dish and
food and the little girl held me so tenderly in her arms. I love her
so much! The mom and dad say what a sweet and good puppy I am! I am
named Angel. I love to lick my new humans!
The family takes such good care of me, they are loving and tender and
sweet. They gently teach me right from wrong, give me good food and
lots of "LOVE". I want only to please these wonderful people! I love
the little girl and I enjoy running and playing with her.
Today I went to the Veterinarian. It was a strange place and I was
frightened. I got some shots, but my best friend (the little girl)
held me softly and said it would be OK. So I relaxed. The Vet must
have said sad words to my beloved family, because they looked awfully
sad. I heard severe hip dysplacia, and
something about my heart... I heard the vet say something about, back
yard breeders and my parents not being tested. I didn't know what any
of this meant, just that it hurt me to see my family so sad. But they
still loved me, and I still loved them very much!!!
I am now 6 months old. Where most of the other puppies are robust and
rowdy, it hurts me terribly just to move. The pain never lets up. It
hurts to run and play with my beloved little girl, and I find it hard
to breathe. I keep trying my best to be the strong pup I know I am
supposed to be, but it is so hard. It breaks my heart to see the
little girl so sad, and to hear her mom and dad talk about, it might
now be the time. Several times I have gone to the Veterinarians
place. I just wanted to feel the warm sunshine and run, and play and
nuzzle with my family.
Last night was the worst. Pain has been my constant companion now, it
hurts even to get up and get a drink. I try to get up but can only
whine in pain. I am taken in the car one last time. Everyone is so
sad, and I don't know why.
Have I been bad? I try to be good and loving, what have I done wrong?
Oh if only this pain would be gone! If only I could soothe the tears
of the little girl. I reach out my muzzle to lick her hand, but have
to stop because of the pain.
The Veterinarian'The Veterinarian's table is so cold. I am so
hug and love me, they cry into my soft fur. I can feel their love and
sadness. I manage to lick their hands softly. Even the vet doesn't
seem so scary today. He is gentle and I sense some kind of relief for
my pain. The little girl holds me softly and I thank her, for giving
me all her love. I feel a soft pinch in my foreleg.
The pain is beginning to lift. I am beginning to feel a peace descend
upon me. I can now softly lick her hand. My vision is becoming dream
like now, and I see my Mother, my brothers and sisters, in a far off
green place. They tell me there is no pain there only peace and
happiness. I tell the family, good-bye in the only way I know how, a
soft wag of my tail and nuzzle of my nose. I had hoped to spend many,
many happy years with them, but it was not meant to be. The pain ends
now and, I know it will be many years until I see my beloved family
again. If only things could have been different.
"I am sorry," said the Vet. "Pet shop puppies do not come from
ethical breeders. I am so tired of putting so many of these kind of
puppies to sleep."
This story may be published or reprinted in the hopes that it will
stop
unethical breeders and those who breed only for money and not for the
betterment
of the breed.
Copyright J.Ellis
OzYorkieRipples now has its own new website
currently under construction
http://www.mydogweb.com.au/ozyorkieripples
Yetholme FreeWill ChaCha AD JDX
attained his 'Excellent' Title 10/11/07 and 1st place in Jumpers.
He will now be in Masters.
Congratulations to ChaCha and his proud mum, Georgia.
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