Here is Daffodil and Magnolia at 7 months of age. I am so glad that Susan keeps me informed of their progress. Thanks Susan.... or should I say Cruella!



This is a litter of UKC registered Dalmatian puppies sired by Topper who is one of a very small number of Dalmatians in the world that carries the gene for normal uric acid production!


Daffodil also graduated!
The picture below is very special to me because it is Norman with his big brother Floyd. Floyd is a Sawyer (Ch Rim Rock's Country Spirit) son and he looks so much like Sawyer did in his old age that this picture brought tears to my eyes when I received it. Floyd was the only puppy that survived from his litter so I got quite attached to him..jpg)
Rita tells me that Daisy (formerly Iris) steals strawberries from the strawberry patch but she only picks the red ones.
Above is Violet (formerly Viola) with the man in her life, Pat. They live in a very dog friendly area and the dogs are welcome to come to the restaurants. This is a picture of them at an outdoor restaurant.
Above is Burdock with his new big brother Cezar. Cezar must be a very tolerant old soul because Burdock loves to play!I just love this picture of Dalton and Lila. I call it the "Age of Innocence" picture. Holly, Dalton's Mom brought Dalton to visit the puppies and took this picture. Dalton is my friend LaDonna's Grandson but he lives closer to me than he does his grammy.
I have been tagged by LaDonna to tell how the dog that owns my heart came into my life. As many know that dog is Garrett. Garrett wasn't the first dog to own my heart but he is the current one. In the 50 + years that I have shared with Dalmatians I have lost count of how many I have owned, bred but most importantly loved. Of that vast number of spotted dogs I have been blessed with four that touched a spot in my heart above all others. They were my first Dalmatian Buckshot who I got in 1958, Watson, Watson's daughter Chloe and of course Garrett. After breeding Garrett's mom Posey twice with discouraging results I decided to try a third time. This time I chose a very sweet old dog by the name of Dutch who had a very nice pedigree to sire Posey's last litter. Dutch had been neglected due to his former owners marital problems when my friend Jeff rescued him, fed him and subsequently finished his championship. I had known Dutch from the time he was a young dog because I competed against him many times with Sherman. I would have bred Chloe to him years earlier if his owners at the time would have finished his championship title. Dutch could not breed naturally due to an injury to his back when he was hit by a car so I brought him to my home so we could do an artificial insemination. From that I got a litter of 6 puppies. All 14 ounces of Garrett entered my life on January 13, 2002 at 7:25 PM. I swear I bonded with him before he was completely born. As you know Dals are born white but while they are still in the birth sack you can see their spots. Once they are dry the spots are no longer visible. In that tiny window of opportunity I saw the teardrop under his eye like Watson had and I had the feeling that the spirit of Watson had come back to me. I knew at that moment that Garrett was here to stay. I have never regretted that decision for a moment. I can't even bear the thought of him not being with me forever...
OR should I say four....
Pictured below is Susan who has been waiting for some time for her two girls Magnolia and Daffodil. I usually won't let two puppies go to the same home but I am certain that Susan is ready for the challenge! I will miss all the puppies but Magnolia had a special place in my heart and letting her go was not easy. As an added bonus Susan lives close to my good friend, Judy, who does a remarkable job with her three Dal boys. Judy came with Susan to pick up the girls and we had a very nice visit! RIM ROCK'S U GOTTA B KIDDIN'


What could be better socialization for three little liver girls than a visit from four children. The puppies were as happy as the children at this encounter.
Today Burdock went to his new home with Milt and Roberta. He will have a senior Doberman friend and he will get to meet his first kitty. He may even get to spend some time in the company of horses!
"Hey... go get your own toy....this one is mine..."


I am sure the puppies can't figure out why I keep putting the toys back in the toy box after they get them out. Today I trimmed the toe nails. It will be the last time I do this for most of them because after this weekend just Lilac will remain. It is sad to see them go but it is time. I am looking forward to begin with Lilac's socialization. I will be taking her with me to the shows and will enroll her in a puppy kindergarten class. It is so important to have them get all kinds of new experiences at this tender age. If young puppies don't get socialized they may become either spooky or reactive when out of their comfort zone.