the easter report

todays photograph is of twiggy in her toy basket, rather a " spot the puppy in the toys" test piece!

our own magus has been discovered carrying a baby rabbit around, alive and unharmed fortunately. we dont know how he did it, whether he found for himself or more likely was given his bunny- toy by one of the elders to learn how to be a proper fauve. Bruce rescued this little one and we hope it survives in our neighbours acreage as it certainly wont on our side of the fence!

puppy pictures in new homes

Mince Pie turning into a princess - her first morning in new home





Rothko being sneaked up on by a certain cat.....


twiggy and uncle woody

puppies launched onto the world!

the babies are now in their new homes. Marzipan flew off this week, she is now living on an island in Norway sharing over 30 acres and a farmhouse with the whippets and wolfhounds of "Vetterli".She will get an opportunity later to use her nose and work towards her hunting qualification if she has an aptitude for it.

Aston has gone to follow Toffee, his great aunt who died last year, and is so popular the family are thinking of creating his own facebook account.


Rothko has taken over from the cats in his new home and is assisting his owner with child clients.He is a natural with children.

Zoe and Jon are yet to decide whether her name will be mini or manon but little "Mince Pie" will soon be spending her weeks in London and her weekends in the country with Bassets and Labradors.

The first puppy to leave home was Twiggy, uncle Woody has shown her around their Devon woodland and she has sorted out the dog and cat relationships nicely.

Our own little fella Magus ( easier to say than Melchior, his proper name) is about to go out on the lead for the first time and is another confident little chap. He has been adopted by his older half brother and sister and follows them around like their own little dog, which suits them fine.

I'll post up the favourite photos as they come in....

puppies playing

Sunday 14th February

The verdict is in - Melchior Myrrh and Marzipan are the puppies who might be seen in the showrings later.....

the big weekend

the big viewing weekend - owners and breeders of the parents plus other interested parties are coming over to see the litter today.its still so hard to tell some of the puppies apart but after a spell of deconstruction by the experts we will see just how good their eyes, ears and tails are likely to be for those puppies who might have a show career. the boys seem to have their essential equipment this weekend, all their mouths and teeth are perfect, so its going to be down to who moves best and has the cbunkiest body and nicest head, that sort of thing.

this time the pictures are of Clementine herself, much thinner and with no undercoat at all but still insisting on feeding the puppies a couple of times a day. there is one of marmalade their half sister - people say fauves remind them of meerkats sometimes, and here is marmie naturally moving into place as babysitter and puppy ringleader, a wonderful surrogate for their weary mother. the puppies themselves: Lord of Misrule ( golden boy) Merry ( bouncer) and Myrrh ( myrtle) whose new owners-to-be have picked out for themselves. mince pie, marzipan and melchoir have yet to meet their new families and one of them will be staying home with us if the "judging panel" thinks as much of them as we do....

nearly seven weeks

Paddy our Royal Canin rep came to see the puppies on friday and left them with a very small gift - a dogbed which might just suit a cat or a small breed dog. We fully expected one puppy at a tine to take advantage of the bed..

They changed rooms yesterday and now have one with an in and out door to a small run outside. they much prefer being in with us of course. Marmalade has proved to be a wonderful second mother and all of the adult fauves are happy to babysit, lead puppies around, share bones and generally treat them as potential pack members. So many people have compared fauves to meercats, you do see the resemblance at times like this.Puppies dont have access to this run at night,still too cold, they are under a heat lamp but being fauves have moved part of their bed to the dog gate so they can be as close to the rest of what is going on as they possibly can be. Next weekend we hope for a lot of visitors as I cant decide who is the puppy to stay here and its starting to become important to chose so everyone else can chose too.

Wouldnt want you to think the puppy next to the big rip in the rug was the responsible one - no,that was ruby the wofhound and this is the special rug we put down when we have puppies, one which doesnt matter.