I've Got All My Sisters With Me

Above: My little boy Sherpa with Judge Zell Von Pohlman

Guess what. Today we went to one of those fairs again with dogs in a ring and today I got to see my little Sherpa in the ring. He looked just grand. Really grand. And he won Winners Dog and earned a point toward his championship. Now he has five points including one major win toward his championship. So at 7-months-old, he is more than a third of the way there towards his championship. Pretty Darn Good!

As we were leaving the fair, we passed by the judge, Zell Von Pohlman, who awarded Sherpa Winners Dog. Mr. Pohlman went out of his way to say "That is a very nice puppy" as we passed. Shepa was so excited that he jumped right into Judge Pohlman's arms. He is one special puppy! Of that I am convinced.

Sherpa seemed a bit sad to see us go after our morning at the fair. But I heard that he went to a great dog park on a river this afternoon and had a marvelous time. He really loves his dad. And his dad loves him. That is obvious. I heard a rumor that Sherpa is coming to stay with us for a day or two this week. I so hope that is true.

After we left the fair in Woodstock, Connecticut. We stopped at a place called The Publick House for breakfast. It was a brunch and, as a rule, my dad hates brunches. But he was really hungry. The brunch at The Publick House didn't change his mind about brunches.

We then stopped at this huge flea market/antique fair in Brimfield, Massachusetts where various vendors were selling all sorts of JUNK. There were cool old Mammy and Uncle Tom cast iron figurines. I hear that Oprah collects these. My dad has a huge paper mache Aunt Jemima head that he picked up at the flea market in Paris. Once, when I was a puppy, he put the Aunt Jemima head on over his own head and did an old soft shoe routine for me. I peed on the kitchen floor.

There were old dolls in one stall at the flea market. I wanted to get one for Roxie. I though they looked a little like Grammy Jill or Marie Osmond or Baby Jane from the movie Whatever Happened to Baby Jane. Dad said he would rather just take a picture. I think he thought it might be a bit unseemly for a grown man to buy a doll that vaguely resembles his mother or Marie Osmond or Baby Jane from the movie Whatever Happened to Bay Jane. Have I ever told you he sometimes tells me I am his girlfriend, his mother, his sister, his baby?!? I guess I'm everything to him, but it sorta reminds me of that scene from the movie Chinatown, "She's my sister. She's my daughter. My sister. My daughter. She's my sister AND my daughter."

At this fair, they were even
trying to sell an old
wedding cake topper.

I really thought it was swell.

Precious: Based on the Novel "Sherpa" by Suddie

I came into heat last week so I have been feeling a little down. Mostly frisky, but a little down.

So spending the day with my little Sherpa was just what I needed. Sherpa is 7-months-old now. Can you believe it?

Well we spent a good part the day riding around in his fancy Range Rover. I love riding around. Especially with Sherpa in a fancy Range Rover.

First we went to a kind of fairground where there were lots of dogs walking around in circles (very slowly, in some cases) and people wearing pieces of paper with numbers on their arms. I'm not sure what was happening, but it was a beautiful sunny day and I just tried to absorb as much of the healing energy of the sun as possible.

After the fair, we went to an outdoor cafe for lunch. You probably wouldn't believe all the people that stopped to look at and comment about Sherpa. But they really did. One after the other, they stopped to comment. About how beautiful he is and how good he is. So on and so forth. I was SO PROUD.

After lunch we stopped at a cupcake place next door. They wouldn't let us dogs in, but they asked my dad all about us and he gave them our website address. They asked how much a puppy like Sherpa would cost. My dad replied, "1000 cupcakes." You figure it out. Dad had a double chocolate AND a coconut cupcake. Good thing he is taking niacin to keep his cholesterol and triglycerides nice and low. I want him around for a long time. He told me that he always wants me by his side. I told him I will do my best. I am eating smart and doing lots of vigorous frisbee play.

When it was time to say goodbye and I was getting my bag out of the boot, Sherpa leaned over the back seat and looked at me for what seemed like a very long while and a fleeting moment at the same time. He sure is PRECIOUS. It sure is nice to have someone precious in our lives.

I LOVE YOU SHERPA.

The Museum of the Dog

Rufus sent me note about The Museum of The Dog in St. Louis.

Mommy,
Did Elsa tell you that we visited the American Kennel Club's Museum of the Dog when we were in St. Louis last weekend?
I think the best part was that they had Milk Bone biscuits at the front desk and that they allow dogs. I think it would be horrible if The Museum of the Dog didn't allow dogs to visit. Don't you? Well anyway they do. So don't worry.
My favorite thing in the museum was the poster from The Shaggy Dog movie. Probably cause I'm a shaggy dog.

I also liked all the antique dog show ribbons that they had on display. They just don't make ribbons like that anymore. I really think they should.

The other thing that really caught my eye were the old. elaborate dog collars. Some of them looked kinda scary and very heavy. They were neat objects, but I think I'll stick with my rolled-leather collar. Some of the collars were used for something called bear baiting. It sounds like bear bating was some inhumane practice. I'm not going to go into it here. It makes me too sad. But, it involved a bear tied to a chain and dogs trained to hunt. So creepy!

The museum also had posters of dogs trained for combat. That made me sad too.
The rest of the museum was mainly paintings and figurines of dogs. No Tibetan Terriers though. That was kinda lame. And, just between you and me, the gift shop was totally ghetto!
We are now back in Iowa and doing well.

Missing you.
Rufus

He's a Bad Mama Jama

He's a bad mama jama

Just as fine as he can be, hey

He's a bad mama jama

Just as fine as he can be

His body measurements are perfect in every dimension

He's got a figure that's sho' 'nuff gettin' attention

He's poetry in motion, a beautiful sight to see

I get so excited viewin' his anatomy

The lyrics to He's a Bad Mama Jama keep running through my head since I received a note from my little Elsa.

Dear Momma,

Rufus and I took a trip to St. Louis this past weekend to compete in 3-day dog show at Purina Farms. It was a new adventure. We stayed in a hotel and that was really fun. Lots of comfy pillows. And, oh yeah, the hotel had this thing called an elevator. Rufus and I had never seen or been on an elevator before. We got the hang of it right away.

Each day we got up early and dad took us to Purina Farms. We spent the best part of each day there because Rufus won Best of Breed all 3 days and that meant we had to stay around for the non-sporting group competition at the end of each day. Rufus was the only puppy that made it to the group competition. He looked like a dream out in the ring. Each of the judges, Steve Hayden, John Madieros, and Ruth Zimmerman commented on how nice he was. I did pretty well myself, but I don't like to toot my own horn. You taught me better than that.

In between the breed judging and the group competition we mostly slept in the car. Rufus hung out on the grooming table. I tried to get him to play, but he was feeling pretty serious.


I did meet this one gal who was showing her Yorkie. Both she and her Yorkie had red ribbons in their hair. I don't know why dad and I can't showboat like that.

One day, after the dog show, dad took us to the American Kennel Club's Museum of the Dog. Yup, it's in St. Louis. It was pretty cool. I will write and tell you about it very soon.

Rufus and I send you all our love,

Happy Mother's Day,
Elsa

Pandy

My little girl Pandy sent me a note to let me know that no one claimed that sweet lost TT boy who was found in Santa Ana, California last week. The woman who found him loves him so much she invited him to stay with her forever. That makes me feel better.

Pandy also let me know she is going to be in a dog show at the end of this month and sent the photo above. Looking good Pandy! I LOVE YOU!

Palm Beach Pups

I was going through my old pics and I found these of our trip to Palm Beach last year. We went to the beach and outdoor cafes and lived the life!

We caused quite a stir on Worth Avenue. One couple, owners of a fancy jewelry shop, wanted to barter for one of my next pups. A Rolex for a TT? I don't think so. People were literally pouring out of the shops and onto the streets to fawn over us. Retail sales fell dramatically that day.


We had lunch with the ladies (and men) who lunch at a quaint outdoor courtyard cafe. I must admit that we nearly toppled our table when we got a bit overexcited when a Dachshund entered the scene. One women in a very pretty hat (and just a bit of plastic surgery) told us that she had five dogs at home.

Roxie also took Best of Opposite Sex at the Palm Beach International Dog Show. Sugar on our strawberries!

Tibetan Terrier Found in Santa Ana, CA

I received this distressing note from Toby and Pandy.

Suddie,
I thought you might be able to help with this situation. We just heard that a TT was found in Santa Ana, CA and they can't find the owner. But with your wide range of friends, maybe someone will know who the owner is. He is a beautiful boy and looks well taken care of. It is such a shame that he can't be reunited with his owner. Please help if you can.
We both send you our Love and Keep up the good work. We enjoy hearing about all your adventures. You sure do get around girl.
Pandy and Toby

This Tibetan Terrier was found in Santa Ana, CA and is between 18 months and 2 years old - The woman has had him for three weeks searching for his owner and he is scheduled to be neutered on Friday. I wanted to check with all of you to see if anyone is missing a TT or if any of your puppy buyers is missing one.

Please contact me if you have any information: deepacresfarm@mac.com