Sansorrella Northern Inuit Dogs

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IMPORTANT: Coming 20 September 2008 

to The Canine Academy, Tollerton Lane, Tollerton,

Nottingham NG12 4GB

Talk on "Genetics and the Consequences of Inbreeding"

by Jeff Sampson - Genetics advisor to the Kennel Club

and The Animal Health Trust - open to all owners and

breeders, especially of Northern Inuit Dogs and Utonagans

See main website for how to book your place.
 

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigour, those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.

The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly it begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, strong legs carrying him faster and faster. YOU have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face, your hands caress the beloved head and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.

"Merlin"

Mahlek Moonsong
Hip Score 16:9

In Spring 2007 I had a call from Merlin’s owner asking me if I could possibly have him, as she found him too big and strong to cope with and she did not want him to go back to his breeder.   My good friend Carol was staying with me at the time so we both went down to assess him and he came home with me.   He proved to be as huge in character as he was in size and he liked nothing more than to tease everyone he met and push his luck.   He got on very well with all my dogs and we had a brilliant summer camping at various TIDA events.   He ‘fell in love’ with certain committee members and having a wicked sense of humour made a beeline for them as soon as he saw them - much to their annoyance.

During his time with me he fathered two stunning litters.   All the pups found good family homes and their owners are besotted with them.   I am delighted to get regular updates on the pups and they are all proving to be good family dogs.    I kept one boy, Hunter, and I regularly see one of the bitch puppies, Luna, both of whom are the most laid back, soppy-floppy rag doll puppies I have ever come across!

Due to his size and the large number of dogs I already had it soon became clear that the house was too small for such a large number of big dogs, so I had to make the tough decision to find a pet home for Merlin.  

He went to a family in Derbyshire who seemed genuine but it turned out that they were just out to make money from Merlin as a stud dog, so I took him back and he went on trial to a family in Devon.   Unfortunately he was too big and strong for the lady to cope with so I drove down to Devon and brought him back again.   He finally settled with a couple who were very experienced with big dogs and who had recently lost their own Northern Inuit dog through ill health.   Regular phone calls assured me he had found a permanent and loving home.   I gave permission for him to be neutered, as he was very excitable and it was felt this might calm him down a bit.   Unfortunately during the two or three weeks after his op he became aggressive and this got progressively worse, resulting in the lady’s husband being bitten.   I was consulted at this stage and suggested getting a vet to come and assess him immediately, as it is not in this breeds nature to be aggressive.   The vet thought that he most probably had a brain tumour, to have undergone such a dramatic change in temperament, and we had to take the sad decision to have him put to sleep, as we couldn’t take the risk of him biting again.

I am pleased to have been part of this dog’s life and to have given him a few months of happy times and living life to the full while he was with me.   His memory will live on through the legacy of his offspring.