:My Edie Beadie

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Okay. It’s now way after Five O’clock Somewhere. And, yes, we had a dog named that! I’m anxiously awaiting a phone call from Julie. Fernando was shown today. Josie could now be a champion. Keeping fingers crossed!!!…. A day spent catching up. A day spent uploading. And here we are now. Edie. My Edie Beadie. I love this little dog. And for all you neophytes out there, learning to accept limiting your dog’s play because of growing show coat, because your dog needs every advantage, please know that there are still those dogs – after all these years – that break my heart because they are no longer allowed to play with friends that….destroy their coat. They hang off their ears. They hang off their heads. They hang off their necks. That would be My Edie Beadie. She loves to let her friends grab her by the hair and pull her around the yard. Every day I promise her it’s only for a brief while her friends can’t chomp on her head, her ears, her neck. Soon, she’ll be able to, once again, join the Girls in the Mud Pit.

Edie has been shown selectively. She has back-to-back Best of Winners wins at Specialties. She’s a beautiful Apso. She is sired by Ian, C’est La Vie’s litter brother. And it shows. She’s built to move. A compact body. With an endearing personality that makes it hard for me – The Cold Hearted Bitch – to separate her from her hair chomping friends. “It’s only for a little while” I tell Edie Beadie.

Last September, upon leaving the show ring under breeder/judge Shery Swanson, she commented, “don’t worry, she’ll grow hair on her head.” Edie sported a Dr. Suess look last fall. Sprigs of hair standing straight up, no matter what product was applied. After all, it’s hard to glue down hair that’s an inch and a half long. It tends to ‘spring’ to the heavens. I knew she could grow hair on her head…if only I kept her away from her girlfriends. :::sigh:::

Friday, the weekend of our big four-day weekend of shows in February, was Edie’s day to shine. She showed like the Super Star I think she is. She showed like a million bucks that day. She was awarded Best in Sweepstakes (an event for dogs 6 months to 18 months) under Tibetan Terrier breeder Andrea Rieman and Best of Winners at the Lhasa Apso Club of Central Colorado’s Specialty under judge Arley Hussin.

I love Edie Beadie. I am grateful Julie allowed Tequila to have one more litter so I could breed Ian.

Carpe Diem!


:Why…Because I Said So

Here’s a photo of Wyatt winning Best Puppy in Sweepstakes at LACCC’s designated Specialty. The judge is Andrea Reiman, a Tibetan Terrier breeder and connoisseur of all things DOG. And more.

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Wyatt was named long before I met him. My puppy’s name was going to be Because I Said So. His mother is Sadie – All Said And Done. The feature lady in the header of this blog. Sadie My Lady. Wyatt’s call name? Why? Because I Said So. Wy…att. Wyatt.

I am so lucky to have Tammy involved with the dogs. Doesn’t she do a beautiful job?!


:It’s official! 501(c)3 status for the Gompa Lhasa Apso Preservation Program!

Yippee!! Vickie wrapped it up perfectly:

OMG!!!!  Hot Diggity Dog … and a happy dance!!  Honestly, I don’t see how they could turn us down with the information that we submitted (not that they wouldn’t have, but … ) and especially with the answers to the last round of questions.
Damn … seems like we’ve been working on it forever! 
Vickie deserves a big, big round of applause.
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:Drawing blood

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Sunday, March 16, 2008

Drawing blood

Live from Boudha

Kathmandu, Nepal 


:Tibet is detached by Douglas Gilbert

My cherished Lhasa Apso
my culture’s watchdog,
you are dead by Chinese
poison dog food
imported, trade imposed
stirring the air
with political pollutions
javelins

spearing Tibet
to teãr a tear
from fallen monks
shot in cultural genocide

Compassionate ones,
we are the only true
clique for justice

A gamble on diplomacy
is failing
like a kidney
on Chinese heparin

A dialysis is
to bet Tibet
in a card game
with Artists of War
and propaganda
an atheistic clique
with bullets

For the tourists’ amusement
let them people
the autonomous puppet government
with the buffoonery of their claque

But let us be
the only true clique
left alone
for our prayers
and daily walk

Why would the world
be a lap dog
—- Douglas Gilbert

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