I have heard the stories but never met him or saw the conditions so that is as much as I could say about that. On the other hand, Randy did a really nice job with his dogs. They were well cared for, well fed and the yard/kennels looked better than his living quarters. The first and only time I went in it was a wreck. I stood in the doorway and thought one would really have to go out of his way to get this bad. I looked over on the table and it was an aquarium with a snake and he noticed it scared the crap out of me. He told me the name but I forget. He said it was one of the deadliest snakes in the world, third or fourth deadliest. It came from somewhere in Africa. He then goes into explaining his protocol if he were to be bitten because the snakes are here illegally with no anti-venom. The closest hospital would struggle with an allergic reaction to a bee-sting and to own one of the deadlier snakes in the world. My first trip in his doorway, and at the same time my last.

We saw littermates from Lefty and Daisy go. I think Daisy was another of Tom's Buck/Chinaman/Panther bred females. We tried to breed to him but he was done by then. Almost like every other vertebrae was fused together. He could barely get around. He was old by age but much older than his age suggested. I tried to buy a few of the younger dogs but he would not part with them.

From the outside looking in it was a rinky dink old single wide. Inside one half was the nicest mills built, maybe the nicest ever. On the other half were some of the deadliest, illegally owned snakes in the world. He was a good dogman I thought. He did great by his dogs to the point of sacrificing on himself. EWO