The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. And because we fail to notice that we fail to notice, there is little we can do to change; until we notice how failing to notice shapes our thoughts and deeds
I'm pretty sure Axel, who is a full litter bro to my dog Oskar, will be @hillclima's sire.
Ridge Runner is Ryens line (was RCGSP on here). He has gone back to the USA.
Axel in Virginian snow
Oskar (best pic I could find on my iPad)
The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. And because we fail to notice that we fail to notice, there is little we can do to change; until we notice how failing to notice shapes our thoughts and deeds
Very nice, there was a nice looking black bitch in the same litter as mine that would have been a good pup to get.
Axel is Ness(my bitchs) full brother from the previous litter, he breed Quinn over Gypsy again for the next litter
pretty sure that little black bitch was kept by gail and and has since died of cancer.
Ahh so we're related then . Ness will be from the "b" litter?
Oskars kennel name was Achilles.
Ryen bred off Axel before he shot through and the colours were the same.
Oskar has two siblings in Napier, both girls. Pretty easy to spot too.
Quin had a pretty bad accident. He is no longer hunting with broken bones and other stuff. He is the coolest dog too.
The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. And because we fail to notice that we fail to notice, there is little we can do to change; until we notice how failing to notice shapes our thoughts and deeds
Quin got hung up jumping a fence or such. Broke some bones in his foot plus damaged tendons IIRC. Sounds like he will be too damaged to hunt anymore. Still mobile and active just not full bore GSP speed.
When we went to see him pre Oskar the pups were molesting him with the little horrors dangling off every appendage. He couldn't care less. Chillaxed indeed.
The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. And because we fail to notice that we fail to notice, there is little we can do to change; until we notice how failing to notice shapes our thoughts and deeds
Two new ratbags to the family
It's a dog's life
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She loves the free fresh wind in her hair; Life without care. She's broke but it's oke; that's why the lady is a tramp.
Rule 4: Identify your target beyond all doubt
Cheers KJ, they look very impressive in the solid colour
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