SoftMaple's Fairway Explorer CGC (CR-CA74/16F/S-PI CR-EL98F28-PI
CR-642G28F-PI, CERF) bred via Artificial Insemination to SUCH Ringlets Constant Wind (Cardiac clear, Hips A/B, Eyes clear) from Sweden

12/25/2002 8:00am: Pictures of the pups
+ Teeth begin to erupt
+ Puppies stand up and start walking
+ Begin to lap liquids
+ Defecate/urinate without stimulation
+ Start becoming aware of environment
+ Start playing with littermates
+ Develop sense of smell
+ Puppies will start to discriminate as to where to relieve themselves
Animals should never be given as gifts at any time of the year and the holidays are, in fact, the worst time to bring a dog of any age into your home and your life.
New puppies and dogs require extra attention and a stable environment which the holiday season does not permit. Caring for the puppy's round-the-clock feeding and housetraining needs as well as finding time to comfort and reassure an insecure pup amidst the holiday chaos is an impossible task.
Your puppy's
experiences of leaving its mother and litter-mates, and its arrival in its new home and introduction to its new family, can permanently affect its ability to bond with and
trust humans. The puppy needs to be introduced to its new home and family during a relaxed and quiet, gentle time, with a minimum of loud noises, flashing lights,
and screeching children, ringing phones, visiting company, and other types of general hub-bub. Christmas morning is absolutely the worst time, in terms of the
puppy's developmental needs, for introducing this newly-weaned youngster to its new family.
No matter how much you think your loved one would enjoy this "surprise", you should never presume to make this decision for another person. Getting a pet is a lifelong commitment. Given that most breeds, including Curlies, can live well into their teen years, this is a major decision requiring emotional stability and financial responsibility -- it can not be taken lighty.
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
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Twas the night before
Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their
beds
With no thought of the dog filling their head.
And ma in her kerchief, and I in my cap,
Knew he was cold but didn't care about that.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Figuring he was free of his chain and into the trash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen
snow
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Santa Claus - and his eyes full of tears.
He unchained the
dog once so lively and quick,
Last years Christmas present, now painfully thin and sick.
More rapid than eagles he called the dogs name.
And the dog ran to him, despite all his pain.
"Now DASHER!
Now DANCER!
Now PRANCER and VIXEN!!
On COMET!
On CUPID!
On DONER and BLITZEN!!
To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
Let's find this dog a home where he's loved by all"
I knew in an instant there would be no gifts this
year
For Santa Claus had made one thing quite clear ...
The gift of a dog is not just for a season.
We had gotten the pup for all the wrong reasons.
In our haste to think of the
kids a gift
There was one important thing that we missed.
A dog should be family and cared for the same.
You don't give a gift then put it on a chain.
And I heard him exclaim as he rode out of sight,
"You weren't given a gift! You were given a life!"
Author Unknown
12/26/2002 Day 16

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