Truly – Madly – Deeply
Written by Pam on June 6, 2015
I think puppies make the world-go-round! We are having so much fun with Enoch and Akona. These two golden grands simply amaze me every day. That special cute cooo, that special paw-touch, that special sloppy lick – is really all that it takes.
Many people ask me why do you want to be a breeder? Sometimes, I actually ask myself that very question – because there is lots of work. But my response is always to make my breeds better! To not only make puppies but to make the very best puppies. Not to make just dog gear, but to make the very best dog gear. Not just to occupy space but to enjoy every four-legged creature that walks through our home. I have worn many hats and have enjoyed each and every job I have ever had, but being a breeder and making my personal mark – and creating healthy, happy, jolly souls – is the best job ever :*)
One of our HGT families gave me a card and on the card there was a quote – and that quote I will never – ever forget…The reason I will never forget this quote is because my Dad would always tell us – “Do what you love, learn from any pitfall and you will never work a day in your life.”- this quote speaks volumes to me…It speaks to me on how…truly madly deeply I love what I get and give :*)
“We make a living by what we get…We make a life by what we give.” by Winston Churchill
I also want to include one of Robert Frost’s poems – This poem has always been one of my favorites – it’s been recited in front of small and larger groups. Our daughter memorized it, and recited it at school and we could not be any happier with her presentation! It is the type of poem, like that of a peaceful place, that tends to always hold my attention and always leaves me with the feeling of happiness … for the road one chooses to take – is the road for the better! I hope you enjoy it too.
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair, and having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
through as for that the passing there had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay in leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence;
two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
Enjoy, Pam