Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Proud of Our Family

Rich Bergman Photo

We were thrilled when our Liberty became one of the first 10 AKC Grand Champion Irish Wolfhounds in the breed history.
On the same day she won a Hound Group 2.
Thank you to Judge Mrs. Lowell (Arlene) Davis.

In January this year, Liberty's Dad, American and Canadian CH McEnroe of Limerick, also became an AKC Grand Champion.
McEnroe was bred by Limerick and is owned and loved by Liberty's co-breeder in Canada, Jocelyne Gagne of Starkeeper. (Go here to visit his page.)

We believe the father-daughter duo of McEnroe and our Liberty are the first two-generation wolfhound Grand Champions!

There's more. McEnroe's brother Cash, owned and loved by the Souzas of Limerick, recently (unofficially) finished his Grand Championship title.

While we await the official word from AKC, we believe the brothers probably will be the first two wolfhound littermates to become Grand Champions.

Congratulations to Limerick, and to our Liberty's co-breeders, Starkeeper and Glenamadda.
We're so proud of our family.


Thursday, February 24, 2011

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Happy Birthday!

Can it already be two years?
We love you, Hunter!
Here is what you looked like two years ago:

© Pat Murkland Photo

You've never stopped smiling.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Excellent!


© Pat Murkland Photo

Liberty says:
"Snow-enhanced toy ball ... Excellent!"

Monday, February 21, 2011

It's Presidents Day

© Photo Courtesy of the Cox Family

© Photo Courtesy of the Cox Family

© Photo Courtesy of the Cox Family

Ocho Cox, our Gryffindor guy in Texas, got dressed up as Abe Lincoln to benefit a local shelter's dog fund-raiser.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Walking in a Winter Wonderland


© Pat Murkland Photo

It was snowing in Southern California,
snowing all over the apple blossoms and green, green grass.

Snow falls with a special silence. We listened.

Afterward, Blake loved walking in our winter wonderland.

© Pat Murkland Photo

© Pat Murkland Photo


© Pat Murkland Photo

The snow crunched as we walked.
We saw where the rabbit had run.
... And where the coyote had loped.

A breeze blew some stray snowflakes onto our footprints.
And Blake said: Life is good.