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| Great Lakes Boxer Club UKC Licensed Conformation Club #MI-110 |
| Featured Article September, 2008 |
| Just A Dog Submitted by Rebecca Kunz of Alerissa Boxers |
The precious life of a Boxer Baby brought into the world and placed in your hands to become a part of your life. Most people say
it is just a dog. What do they mean by that, just a dog? Okay, it is a dog, but a Boxer is not just a dog. They are so much
more. Our Boxers are our constant companions, always happy to see us, always ready for a hug, a kiss, a cuddle and they sooth
our souls. They listen to all of my ramblings and never grumble back. They make me feel like nothing else matters. They cheer
me up when I am sad. They entertain me and make me laugh. They lay by my side when I am ill. They keep me healthy and
they motivate me. I have had mixed breeds and pure bred dogs through out my life but none have compared to the life I have
had with my beloved Boxers, just a dog…
Eleven years ago a special Boxer entered my life and changed it forever. Bach, a big lovable brindle boy was brought into my life
to be my protector while my husband was on the road. A protector, those that knew him would laugh at that statement. He might
have looked like he could take you down. He had the biggest head I have ever seen on a Boxer and probably the biggest Boxer I
have ever seen. He weighed about 95lbs. He may have not fit the standard of the Boxer but he had the heart and soul of a
Boxer. Into our life at a very young age of 6 weeks old I became his new mother. He was too young to leave his mother. I tried
so hard with the crate, tried a box and then eventually he was up in the bed cradled in my arms. And he never left that bed. I sit
now with a smile of all the adventures with Bach and the love he brought to my life. He was a gentle loving boy who was always at
my side. The one time I needed to be protected, he was there. My protector, just a dog…
it is just a dog. What do they mean by that, just a dog? Okay, it is a dog, but a Boxer is not just a dog. They are so much
more. Our Boxers are our constant companions, always happy to see us, always ready for a hug, a kiss, a cuddle and they sooth
our souls. They listen to all of my ramblings and never grumble back. They make me feel like nothing else matters. They cheer
me up when I am sad. They entertain me and make me laugh. They lay by my side when I am ill. They keep me healthy and
they motivate me. I have had mixed breeds and pure bred dogs through out my life but none have compared to the life I have
had with my beloved Boxers, just a dog…
Eleven years ago a special Boxer entered my life and changed it forever. Bach, a big lovable brindle boy was brought into my life
to be my protector while my husband was on the road. A protector, those that knew him would laugh at that statement. He might
have looked like he could take you down. He had the biggest head I have ever seen on a Boxer and probably the biggest Boxer I
have ever seen. He weighed about 95lbs. He may have not fit the standard of the Boxer but he had the heart and soul of a
Boxer. Into our life at a very young age of 6 weeks old I became his new mother. He was too young to leave his mother. I tried
so hard with the crate, tried a box and then eventually he was up in the bed cradled in my arms. And he never left that bed. I sit
now with a smile of all the adventures with Bach and the love he brought to my life. He was a gentle loving boy who was always at
my side. The one time I needed to be protected, he was there. My protector, just a dog…
And then there was Hope. A beautiful flashy brindle girl with a zest for life who bounced right into my arms the minute I saw her. A
joyous girl who my husband thought would mend by heart after dealing with the loss of a stolen Boxer puppy. And mend my heart
indeed. This was a girl that would jump the fence to run and herd cows because she thought that it was what she was suppose to
do. She needed a job and so we leaned the game of agility. And with agility she motivated me to become a healthier person so I
could keep up with her. She loved it and so did I. When sadness entered my life it was Hope who would cuddle against me and
lick away those tears. When I was ill and couldn’t drag myself out of bed, it was Hope who would lie by my side and cuddle against
me and will me to be healthy again. It was Hope that heard every word I said and acted like she knew exactly what I was saying to
her. It was Hope that would sing, throwing her head back and humming, howling along to the song to bring a joyous smile upon
my face. It was Hope who loved so unconditionally and filled my heart with joy. And this was, just a dog…
joyous girl who my husband thought would mend by heart after dealing with the loss of a stolen Boxer puppy. And mend my heart
indeed. This was a girl that would jump the fence to run and herd cows because she thought that it was what she was suppose to
do. She needed a job and so we leaned the game of agility. And with agility she motivated me to become a healthier person so I
could keep up with her. She loved it and so did I. When sadness entered my life it was Hope who would cuddle against me and
lick away those tears. When I was ill and couldn’t drag myself out of bed, it was Hope who would lie by my side and cuddle against
me and will me to be healthy again. It was Hope that heard every word I said and acted like she knew exactly what I was saying to
her. It was Hope that would sing, throwing her head back and humming, howling along to the song to bring a joyous smile upon
my face. It was Hope who loved so unconditionally and filled my heart with joy. And this was, just a dog…
Or I could talk of Chopin, who fathered his puppies, a special boy that left us way too soon. He was a gentle boy who would lie on
the ground and let the puppies crawl all over him. He not only loved his kids but he loved our kids. When you looked into those
deep dark eyes you could see his love gazing back at you.
the ground and let the puppies crawl all over him. He not only loved his kids but he loved our kids. When you looked into those
deep dark eyes you could see his love gazing back at you.
Each Boxer has similar personalities and some of them may have extra special talents but all of them have one special desire, to
love and be loved. Boxers demand to be more than just a dog..
Bach, Hope and Chopin are no longer with us but will remain in our hearts forever. A glimpse of Hope and Chopin’s wonderful,
loving personality are now seen in their pups and their grand puppies.
love and be loved. Boxers demand to be more than just a dog..
Bach, Hope and Chopin are no longer with us but will remain in our hearts forever. A glimpse of Hope and Chopin’s wonderful,
loving personality are now seen in their pups and their grand puppies.
Bach, The Guardian Angel
Angel Baby Chopin with his puppies
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