Neo's first show he took RESERVE DOG! YEAH! Not bad for a SIX MONTH OLD!!!
More information and more detail coming soon. But Neo has taken Reserve twice more out of the puppy class!
THIS SITE IS STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!
SIBERIAN HUSKY NATIONALS, 2001
Maya took SECOND in American Bred at the 2001 Siberian Husky Nationals!!
Neo took THIRD in Puppy Sweepstakes 9-12!!!
What I would like to share is this very remarkable story that is more important then any of the placings in the world:
"My mother and I show dogs. We have two Siberian Huskies and we travel from city to city and state to state, show to show. It's something we both love to do, and the dogs love doing it with us. It's particularly special to my mother, a 36 year old brittle diabetic with severe Rheumatoid Arthritis and Fibromyalsia. Her medical conditions keep her from doing a lot of things....but not showing dogs. She wouldn't let anything stop her from taking them into the ring.
The relationships that we have with our animals are very unique. Most dog show people connect on another level with their dogs. They are friends more then companions. We trust them, and they trust us. They show compassion, loyalty, and love in ways that humans cannot.
On Thursday, October 18th, our 11 month old male Siberian Husky, Neo, proved this to us.
My mother and I were in New York, at the 2001 Siberian Husky Club of America National Specialties. To a Siberian Husky exhibitor, this is the show of shows. It's a gathering of all things Husky, a celebration of the breed, and a very important conformation, agility, obedience and working dog event. On Thursday morning, my mother and I were not in the ring. Our dogs had already showed for that week, and we were walking around the ground looking at all of the booths. Suddenly my Mom stopped, and said she felt a little dizzy. She shook it off and kept walking; the both of us shook it off. After all, a brittle diabetic feels dizzy most of the time. We didn't expect things to get worse.
I left my mother when I realized I was late for a pack dog weigh-in. I took our female Siberian Husky who was competing and ran across the grounds to the building where the weigh-in was. About ten to twenty minutes later I realized I had missed it, no one was there. So I started walking back the way I had come, hopping I would meet up with my mother. I did.
About 200 feet in front of me I see a gray and white Siberian husky leaping around in circles, dancing on the leash attached to a man who was kneeling on the ground. Two other men were kneeling beside him, and the Siberian was leaping on top of their backs, pawing at them and howling. I thought "Hey...That looks like Neo." I started running.
My mom's sugar had crashed. Walking in a desolate part of the grounds she began to black out, then have convulsions. She fell unconscious to the ground and hit her head on the asphalt. I could not believe how lucky she was that these men had showed up to help her, and that I had seen them standing around her, Because where she had fallen was so well hidden to the main path, She would not have been found for a while. It wasn't until we had loaded her into the ambulance that I heard the story.
The man holding my dog Neo handed me his lead and said "You have a pretty amazing dog there." I obviously inquired. He told me this story. When my Mom had passed out she must have let go of Neo's lead. Instead of doing what any
normal dog would do (Take off into the Catskills, nose full of the scents of deer and squirrels) Neo turned a complete circle and ran across the green into a building. He ran up to a group of people, and having got their attention (as loose dogs tend to do at a dog show) skirted their grabbing hands and ran back outside the building. They chased him. He ran across the greens, over to my mother and sat down next to her, watching the men. They quickly spotted him and my mother and ran over. He then allowed himself to be caught.
I know that my dog saved my mothers life. God only knows how long it would have been before someone had spotted her if it wasn't for Neo. Eventually, hidden from sight, she would have slipped farther and farther into unconciousness, eventually coma, and could have died. Everyone was inside or at the ring, and no one could see her. That is, if it wasn't for Neo. My mother is alive today because of the warm heart of a fuzzy faced Siberian Husky puppy. I can't thank God more for that."
I would really, really like to thank Jamesa Maulden for riding to the ER with mom and I, Monica Rear who showed Neo the next day for us, Trish Kanzler who took Maya to her weigh in (I missed the 1st one) and OF COURSE Neo's breeders Sharon Osharow and Kathleen Kanzler (THANK YOU for this amazing dog)! Not to mention all the folks who offered to help and kept an eye on mom for the rest of the week. There are a lot of really good people involved in this breed....
PACKDOG PICTURES COMING SOON!
