Blue Chi’s Ranch

Specializing in AKC Champion Bloodline Blue Long Coat Chihuahuas

Show Quality Prospects or just Quality Companions

 

High Point, North Carolina

Holly & Sean

805-794-1447

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Puppy Application

Please complete all questions otherwise you will not be able to submit the puppy application.

 

Please keep in mind that I am not asking all these questions to pry but rather because I love each and everyone of my puppies.  Each puppy is one of my babies and I want the very best possible home for it now and in the future.

PLEASE READ

 

This piece touched me, it is beautifully written and applies to any animal that can be kept as a pet, I hope it affects you too. Please be sure before you buy that puppy.

 

HOW COULD YOU

By Jim Wills, 2001

 

When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad", you'd shake your finger at me and ask "how could you?" But then you'd relent, and roll me over for a belly rub. My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be anymore perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs," you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love. She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love". As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch-- because your touch was now so infrequent--and I would have defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.

Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family. I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understood the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to prise your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?"

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you, that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream...or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate. I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room, she placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?" Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained that it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of. I will think of you and wait for you forever.

May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.

THE END

 

A note from the author: -- If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it, as it did to mine as I wrote it, It is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly owned pets who die every year in Animal Shelters around the world. Anyone is welcome to distribute the essay for a noncommercial purpose, as long as it is properly attributed. Please use it to help educate, on your websites, in your newsletters, on animal shelters and Vet office bulletin boards. Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to the family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for your animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious. Please spay and neuter your pets.

Postscript:- A man in Michigan, USA. took out a $7000.00 full page advertisement in the paper to present this essay to the public. It really touched my heart and I hope it has yours too.

 

Home Sires Dams Future/Available/Past Puppies & Adults Show Information Chihuahua Pet Supplies
Deposit and Payment Policy.

Last Updated Saturday, March 6, 2010, 3:22 PM

I understand that this application does not guarantee me to a puppy or to be put on a waiting list.  The breeder will contact me to whether I have been approved or not.

 

We DO NOT sell to anyone that wants to breed the so called “Designer Dog”.

  

We reserve the right to refuse sale to anyone that does not breed to AKC Standards or that we feel will not give the love, devotion and care for our babies the way we do.

 

If you are approved we will keep in contact with you as to what puppies we have available, if any at the time, when upcoming litters are (they will be posted on our site under litters and available puppies), when litters are born we will let you know where you stand on the waiting list.  Please also remember that we have the right to keep any and all puppies out of a litter and that just because pictures are posted does not mean that a puppy will be available.  Some pictures are just posted for your viewing pleasure.  Please wait for one of us to get back to you as to if you are approved. We will also conduct a phone interview.

 

Thanks from Blue Chi’s Ranch for being interested in one of our Chihuahua puppies.  One of us will contact you as soon as possible.

 

All our puppies are AKC registered.  Please read our Sales Contract.  All puppies will be sold with limited AKC registration (unless approved for full registration) and a spay/neuter agreement.  Full registration must be pre-approved.

 

Deposits must be received in 3 days of verbal commitment.  All deposits/payments are non-refundable/non-transferable.  We will transfer payment only if your puppy becomes ill with a life threathening illness or passes away while in our care.

 

All puppies must be registered with the kennel name Blue Chi’s .

 

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