Show days, 'a little brag'

Recently we have been to a few shows and I have a few photos of the girls to show you.
'Sunny' at her first show was photographed by several amused exhibitors, here is one that was sent to us.

Along the way.....

'Sunny' Best Puppy in Hound Group

and now....
Champion Sonree ShezWalking On Sunshine

CH Sonree Shez Walking on Sunshine Best Open in Group

Rumble in the Jungle

Harry is being very patient, which pleases me, as Brian does not seem to differentiate between man or dog as a sparring partner and little teeth are sharp.. 

I think that he is a very happy and settled boy (for a puppy that is) who is fitting right in.


Harry is Brian's great Uncle and Brother to our 'Will' CH SONREE THAT LAST WALTZ FOR YOU.

Kobe is doing great! He has settled in perfectly:)

 he is such a good pup, great temperament.

All the kids around home love him and he loves the attention!

Special girls receiving special love

A few months ago we re homed two of our older
girls, Ch.Sonree She 'Honey' and her daughter
Ch Sonree Oh Sweet Pea 'Suzi'.
Our love and best wishes to their loving family.

Another happy puppy " Madge"

This lovely photo was sent to us by Madge's new owners, she  does look very contented there doesn't she, all that we wish for our puppies.

'Dusty' now living in Victoria

Two of our Charlotte's July litter have now left us for their new loving homes.

 'Brian' now in Sydney, I cannot work out what on earth he is chewing

 ... I am hoping it is a toy!

You might have a laugh

BET YOU CAN’T OWN JUST ONE

Why own a show dog? There’s a danger you know. You can’t own just one, for the craving will grow.

There’s no doubt they’re addictive, wherein lies the danger. While living with lots you’ll grow poorer and stranger.

One dog is no trouble, and two are so funny, the third one is easy, the forth a honey.

The fifth is delightful, the sixth one a breeze. You’ll find you can live with a houseful, with ease.

So how ‘bout another? Would you really dare? They’re really quite easy, but Oh Lord the hair!

With dogs on the sofa, and dogs in the bed, crates in the kitchen, it’s no bother you said.

They’re really no trouble, their manners are great. What’s one more dog and one more little crate.

The sofa is hairy, the windows are crusty, the floor is all footprints, the furniture dusty.

The housekeeping suffers, but what do you care? Who minds a few nose prints and a bit more hair?

So lets keep a puppy, you can always find room, and i little more time for the dust cloth and broom.

There’s hardly a limit to the dogs you can add, the thought of a cutback, sure make you feel sad.

Each one is so special, so useful, so funny. The food bill grows larger, you owe the Vet money.

Your folks never visit, few friends come to stay, except other dog people who live the same way.

Your lawn has now died and your shrubs are dead too, your weekends are busy you’re off with your crew.

There’s dog food and vitamins, training and shots and entries and travel and motels cost lots.

Is it worth it you wonder? Are you caught in a trap. Then that favourite comes up and climbs in your lap.

Her look says you’re special and you know that you will keep all the critters in spite of the bill.

Some just for showing, and some just to breed, and some just for loving, they all fill a need.

Winter is a hassle, but the dogs love it true, They must have their walks though you’re numb and blue.

Late evening is awful, you scream and you shout at the dogs on the sofa who refuse to go out.

The dogs and the dog shows, the travel the thrills, the work and the worry, the pleasure, the bills.

The whole thing seems worth it, the dogs are your life. They’re charming and funny and offset the strife.

Your lifestyle has changed, things just won’t be the same, yes those dogs are addictive and so’s the dog game!