The Average of a Line

[Officially Retired]

Good question

I am doing fine. What I really miss is the 50 acres of woods I left to come down here. I do miss my dogs at times. I miss seeing them out there, bouncing around, and just seeing their little personalities express themselves out there on the chain. I miss having several dogs (usually Silverback and 2 bitches) lying there on the couch. And I also miss constantly thinking about "what breedings" I need to do to carry on what my vision was. I also miss "having a look" to see if my dogs are still performing athletically like they're supposed to

What I don't miss is the constant worry about "what's going on" in my yard. Did someone see my dogs? Did someone report them? Did a stray get on the yard, and is it screaming its life away while one of mine is killing it? Etc., etc. That I don't miss at all: the constant worry that goes with having a yard.

It was hard to let go, and yet I would do it all over again, especially with Silverback gone now. He was the last thing keeping me in, so when he died right when I was making the move, that told me my timing in getting out was perfect. I have had/bred a lot of great dogs, and even though Poncho was my best producer, and Stormbringer was my best overall dog, Silverback IMO produced as consistently as Poncho did (just most of his pups never got shown) ... and Silverback could finish as fast and brutally as Stormy could too ... on top of which, athletic and personality-wise, Silverback was my very favorite dog I have ever owned in 23 years and hundreds of dogs ... and no one will ever be able to replace him.

Jack

[evolutionkennels]

Good question

I am doing fine. What I really miss is the 50 acres of woods I left to come down here. I do miss my dogs at times. I miss seeing them out there, bouncing around, and just seeing their little personalities express themselves out there on the chain. I miss having several dogs (usually Silverback and 2 bitches) lying there on the couch. And I also miss constantly thinking about "what breedings" I need to do to carry on what my vision was. I also miss "having a look" to see if my dogs are still performing athletically like they're supposed to

What I don't miss is the constant worry about "what's going on" in my yard. Did someone see my dogs? Did someone report them? Did a stray get on the yard, and is it screaming its life away while one of mine is killing it? Etc., etc. That I don't miss at all: the constant worry that goes with having a yard.

It was hard to let go, and yet I would do it all over again, especially with Silverback gone now. He was the last thing keeping me in, so when he died right when I was making the move, that told me my timing in getting out was perfect. I have had/bred a lot of great dogs, and even though Poncho was my best producer, and Stormbringer was my best overall dog, Silverback IMO produced as consistently as Poncho did (just most of his pups never got shown) ... and Silverback could finish as fast and brutally as Stormy could too ... on top of which, athletic and personality-wise, Silverback was my very favorite dog I have ever owned in 23 years and hundreds of dogs ... and no one will ever be able to replace him.

Jack

Yeah... I bet you miss all the retards that call and ask questions that showcase just how stupid tbey are.

[Officially Retired]

Yeah... I bet you miss all the retards that call and ask questions that showcase just how stupid tbey are.

I stopped making my phone number public back in 2006 ... and I change my phone number every so often so as NOT to get calls from folks, as people have a tendency to pass on phone numbers without the owner's permission.

I am now very selective as to I am going to spend time talking to.

I remember when I made this decision: I (literally) got about 15 phone calls from people I did not know, each one of which lasted :15 to an hour, and my entire day (and much of my evening) was utterly wasted with a piece of plastic glued to my ear, talking to people I didn't know, all of whom were picking my brain for information.

I finally said, "Enough!", and never made my number public again

Jack