I am a very small breeder. I have a litter once a year, or once every two or three years.
My SO is an amazing canine midwife …he has a real affinity for the birthing process. But the care of mother and pups, that’s where I shine! I love raising puppies, I love teaching them and learning from them. And I love seeing them go to their new homes, knowing I’ve prepared them as much as possible for their life beyond this farm. And that I’ve matched each puppy to the best of my ability with the “right” human.
I have trouble re-homing my adults, which is why I have 8 dogs currently I love my puppies but I know they are leaving, and I am just the first step in their lives.
But an adult, one I’ve raised from puppyhood, trained, slept with, competed, but for various reasons isn’t going to be a breeding dog is much more difficult for me to part with because he or she is a member of my family…not my child, I despise the whole dog parent vocabulary and “fur babies” phenomenon… I think it diminishes the tribe canine.
My goal with each litter is healthy, happy, well-adjusted Aussies that meet the standards of the breed and whose personality and individuality is nurtured. I honor each puppy’s drive. Some will “hook” onto hens at 8 weeks, others prefer a rolling ball. I had one black-tri girl who was obsessed with the puppy tunnel, and took great pleasure in rolling it when one of her siblings was in it with her, like a hamster. She is now an agility dog
I had one blue-bi pup who was kind of like Ferdinand the bull…he like to watch, observe his littermates at play but didn’t always join in. Then he discovered puddles… so I started playing with him and the water hose: he pounced, he chased, he drank water from the hose. I’d leave the hose running on the ground and he’d roll in the puddle the hose made, he’d bite the hose when I turned the water off. He is now a dock diving dog.