Breeding is a .....

I find myself in an unexpected scenario today, perched in Starbucks with a peculiar twist of fate - my humble abode decided to take a hiatus from electricity for the next couple of days. Blame it on the wonky power grid of this charmingly eccentric country we call home. My laptop's battery is holding up valiantly, but alas, the elusive Wi-Fi signal is nowhere in sight. So, what's a person to do? Apparently, it's a cosmic nudge to embark on the blogging journey I've been mulling over for what feels like eons.

Now, before you conjure up images of a seasoned blogger, let me set the record straight. Here I sit, looking the part with my laptop and latte, but truth be told, I'm navigating uncharted waters. In reality, I'm just a farm girl surrounded by a pack of Dachshunds and a couple of towering Great Danes, attempting to sprinkle a dash of positivity in this vast world of ours.

Initially, I intended to unleash my frustrations about puppy scams onto the digital canvas, but as my fingers danced across the keys, my thoughts took an unexpected detour. So, here we are, embarking on a completely different tangent, and I'm realizing I need to switch gears from "The Toll of Puppy Scams" to something more about breeders.

For what feels like an eternity, I've been itching to spill the beans about my life with my gang of Dachshunds. And not just that, but also about the rollercoaster ride of being a legit breeder, among other whimsical notions that pop into my quirky little brain. So, here I am, diving headfirst into the whimsical world of the blogosphere. Hold onto your hats, folks, 'cause it's about to get wild.

Now, let's address the elephant in the room, shall we? The dreaded "B" word - breeder. Say it with me now, breeder. Doesn't exactly conjure up images of rainbows and butterflies, does it? Nope, mention that you're a breeder, and suddenly you're public enemy number one, the villain in the tale of canine overpopulation. But hold your horses, folks, before you go casting judgment like confetti at a parade, let me set the record straight.

Yes, I am a breeder. But hold your judgment, folks. I've been at this gig for a whopping 25 years, and let me tell you, it's not all rainbows and puppy kisses. But here's the thing—I'm not just any breeder. I'm a dog-loving, responsibility-shouldering, canine-cuddling breeder.

And let me tell you, being a breeder ain't no walk in the park. It's a labor of love, a symphony of snuggles and slobber. I pour my heart and soul into every pup that graces this earth under my watchful eye. Responsible breeding isn't just about popping out puppies like a Pez dispenser, oh no. It's about dedication, devotion, and a dash of doggy magic.

Dogs, in my humble opinion, are the epitome of love and loyalty. Sorry, humans, but you've got some stiff competition in the compassion department. And let's face it, life without a dog is like a day without sunshine—a little less bright and a lot less wagging tails.

But here's the kicker—while I'm busy spreading puppy love, there are some real baddies out there giving us breeders a bad rap. It's enough to make a person's blood boil. I'm not here to sugarcoat the truth; some shady characters are lurking in the shadows of the breeding world, and I've had my fair share of run-ins with the riff-raff. Sick puppies, shady dealings, you name it, I've seen it all. And don't even get me started on those dreaded puppy mills, operating like it's nobody's business. If I had a soapbox, I'd be shouting from the rooftops for those places to be shut down faster than you can say "woof."

Puppy mills? Those places should be shut down faster than you can say "fetch." And don't even get me started on the whole "breeding for money" debacle. Trust me, if you think dog breeding is a get-rich-quick scheme, you're barking up the wrong tree.

And while we're on the topic, let's address another pressing issue—dogs without homes. It breaks my heart to see so many pups stuck in the crossfire of human folly. From rural areas to overseas moves and humans passing on leaving their pets to no one on earth. Most humans have testaments right, so why are your pets not in it? These furballs deserve better. Anyway, if we didn’t have good breeders, what would become of our beloved pet friends in this world? I need a dog.

But amidst the chaos and the craziness, there's a glimmer of hope. A beacon of light in the stormy seas of doggy drama. Because believe it or not, there are some stellar breeders out there, folks. And that's us, the good breeders, the ones who wear our hearts on our sleeves and our Dachshunds on our laps. We're out here, folks, doing our darnedest to make a difference, one puppy at a time.

So, before you judge us breeders with your wagging fingers and furrowed brows, take a moment to walk a mile in our paw prints. We're not the villains of this story, we're the unsung heroes, the guardians of the canine kingdom. And as long as there are dogs to be loved and homes to be found, we'll be here, wagging our tails and spreading the puppy love.