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Mouchka' s small children ...

Foll'Envie, called Foly grows slowly at home ...

I do not know if she will like the shows as his mother Talia or her grandmother Mouchka ...

For now it brings a little wind of "madness" at home and it's a pure joy to see her grow up!

Even a dog of heart, but do not they all??

Before being "Best in Show", they are all "my dogs" before every thing, and my greatest happiness are complicity, tenderness and respect between us !!!

Flyeur

Have news, it's always a great pleasure ... especially when they are good!

Patricia, thank you for the photos, I'm pleased to share my favorite : Flyeur whith his new 4 legs family ...

Nothing is better for a small dog than share his life with fellow !

Flippy

The last of the trio ...

I called him Mr. "Canapé" , as he was a great lover and quieter than Foly and Flyeur ...

But sometime life surprises !!!

Much happiness to you and your new mistress, Marie-Christine!

Lowchen standard

FCI-Standard N° 233 / 02. 04. 2004 / GB

LOWCHEN (LITTLE LION DOG)

(Petit Chien Lion)

TRANSLATION : Jennifer Mulholland with the collaboration of R. Triquet

ORIGIN : France.

DATE OF PUBLICATION OF THE ORIGINAL VALID STANDARD : 24.03.2004.

UTILIZATION : Companion dog.

CLASSIFICATION F.C.I. : : Group 9

Section 1. 3 Bichons and related breeds. Without working trial.

BRIEF HISTORICAL SUMMARY : In the Amiens Cathedral, the construction of which dates back to XIII°century , one can see, carved in stone, two Lowchen which perfectly represent the breed. In the XV° century its distinctive silhouette was often depicted in tapestries. The breed was cherished by the ladies of the court of Burgundy. It was especially in the 17th centery that the breed was represenetdin old masterpieces. Buffon describes it very precisely in his “Histoire Naturelle”, stressing its rarity. At the same period the Swedish naturalist, Linné also mentions it. The Lowchen was once called “Bichon Little Lion Dog”. The French Breed Club was founded November 18th,1947.

GENERAL APPEARANCE : A small intelligent dog, gay with a lively and alert expression; overall robust with good bone- short and well proportioned body- head carried high – pronounced tuck-up. The movement is proud and determined, accentuated by the floating mane from the lion clip; the unclipped areas should be completely natural and on no account should they be shaped.The lion clip is obligatory for showing.

IMPORTANT PROPORTIONS : The body is square. The length of the body (point of shoulder to point of buttock) is equal to the height at the withers. The length of the muzzle represents approximately 2/3 of the skull.

BEHAVIOUR / TEMPERAMENT : Very affectionate and obedient with its masters, attentive and receptive, at ease in all circumstances; capable of being calm and discreet on command. His forthright and tender looktries to understand what is expected of him.

HEAD : Relatively short and quite broad from the top of the skull to the muzzle; carried high.

CRANIAL REGION:

Skull : Relatively flat : as broad as it is long.

Stop : Moderately marked.

FACIAL REGION :

Nose : Black (total pigmentation is obligatory), except for brown coats and derivatives. In the latter case, the nose is dark brown (total pigmentation obligatory). The nose is well in line with the topline of the muzzle.

Muzzle : Rather broad, straight.

Lips : Tight and black, except for brown coats and derivatives, in which case, the lips are dark brown. : Of good length, slightly arched, merging smoothly into the shoulders and withers.

Jaws/Teeth : Strong teeth, complete dentition with scissor bite. Absence of the PM1 is tolerated.

Eyes : Set well forward, the eyes are large, very dark, round and well spaced; must be forward looking. The lids are totally pigmented.

Ears : Set low (level with eyes). Moderately long, capable of almost reaching, if pulled, half the length of the muzzle; pendant, well fringed. The fringes can reach, at least, to the end of the nose.

NECK : Of good lenght, skightly arched, merging smoothly into the shoulders ans withers.

BODY :

Topline : Straight.

Loin : Short, broad and muscled.

Chest : Well developed, down to elbow.

Tuck-up : Well defined.

TAIL : Set on slightly below the topline. Carried elegantly arched over the back without touching the latter. Only the plume touches the back either when standing or in action.

LIMBS

FOREQUARTERS : Upright.

Shoulders : Well inclined, mobile, well muscled.

Elbows : Close to the body.

Metacarpus (Pastern) : Short and straight viewed from front; slightly sloping viewed from the side.

Forefeet : Small and round, toes tight and well arched.

HINDQUARTERS :Upright.

Upper & lower thigh : Well muscled, the tibia is the same length as the femur. The point of buttock is slightly prominent.

Hock : Relatively strong, the point is at approximately 1/4 of the height at the withers, normal angulation.

Metatarsus ( Rear pastern) : Robust, perpendicular to the ground.

Hind feet : Small and round, toes tight and well arched.

GAIT / MOVEMENT : Lively, energetic and with good reach; legs parallel in action, head carried proudly.

COAT:

HAIR : The coat is silky, long, wavy, dense; without undercoat.

COLOUR : All colours and combinations of colours are permitted.

SIZE AND WEIGHT :

Height : 26 to 32 cm at the withers, with a tolerance of +/- 1 cm.

Weight : 6 kgs approximately.

FAULTS : Any departure from the foregoing points should be considered a fault and the seriousness with which the fault should be regarded should be in exact proportion to its degree.

ELIMINATING FAULTS

♦ Aggressive or overly shy.

♦Total or partial depigmentation of the nose, lips and eyelids or other colour than black, or other colour than dark brown for brown coats and derivatives.

♦Turned up nose. •

♦Absence of one or more incisives or canines.

♦Non consecutive absence of more than two teeth (PM2, PM3, lower PM4).

♦Consecutive absence of two teeth (PM2, PM3, lower PM4).

♦Absence of a carnassial tooth (upper PM4, lower M1) or of another molar except for M3.

♦Overshot or undershot.

♦Eyes : small, almond shaped, protruding, too light or wall.

♦Entropion, ectropion.

♦Ears : not long enough or without fringe.

♦Tail curled in a ring.

♦Coat : curly, too short, lack of waves.

♦Severe anatomical malformation.

Any dog clearly showing physical or behavioural abnormalities shall be disqualified.

N.B. : Male animals should have two apparently normal testicles fully descended into the scrotum.

This amended breed standard will become effective from September 2004.

Nature

Its mission : companion dog ...

It's mainly for vivacity, his intelligence and sociability.

Head "smiling", it devoted an unwavering commitment to its family and loves children whom it is the perfect accomplice. It is also good keeper, but without aggressiveness and is extremely sociable with other dogs.

Particularly fast and flexible, some say "half dog-half cat" alone its ability to grasp objects between its legs. Square and muscular, it is a sportsman which loves ballads, it is even a serious competitor in agility competitions.

Neither too small nor too large, always ready to share your adventures, it's also a fabulous "kisses machine", which can spend hours at your feet.

Health iron, gold character, it loves to clown. It's a show-off without being affected, it drew sympathy from the outset and cuddles.

Make it knowledge and you will need to be marble in order not to succumb to its charm ... And ask those who are fortunate enough to possess one, it's a little dog who wins great to be known !!!

My Lowchens life ...

Four Lowchens live with us at home, always free ...

They share each piece of the house, and every moment of our life. The babies are born in the bedroom, growing up in the kitchen, and participate in our family life, in the middle of the "pack ", noises of everyday life. They even have the right to pursue the cat in the house, Moon, as long as it remains a game!

A litter per year, no more, in order to provide future owners, puppies sociable and balanced ...

I assure the follow up of the babies, very happy to have news even after several years, and I am always available for advice, both in terms of behavior than upkeep.

Mouchka rewarded ...

Mouchka is at the origin of my passion for this race ...

Often criticized because born without pedigree, it has participated with me in many shows, it is the joy of my family by its wonderfull character , and gave me on five litters, beautiful babies.

Talia, Tardor and Acorna take over in shows , and have rewarded their mother, in their own way:

They are happy to share with you the quotation 5 / 6, attributed to Mouchka, so it is to this day ELITE B

Please read that text, before decided to buy a puppy ...

Avant l'achat d'un chiot ... merci de lire ce texte de Jim Willis

How Could You?

*Copyright Jim Willis 2001, all rights reserved*

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 bellyrub.

My housetraining 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, listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more 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. 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 understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog or cat, even one with "papers." You had to pry 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 goodbye 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, 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 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. 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 meant for 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

I looked at all the caged animals in the shelter...the cast-offs of human society.

I saw in their eyes love and hope, fear and dread, sadness and betrayal.

And I was angry.

"God," I said, "this is terrible! Why don't you do something?"

God was silent for a moment and then He spoke softly.

"I have done something," He replied.

"I created You."

Meilleur Elevage au Grand Prix des Eleveurs de Vos Chiens Magazine !!!

The bigining of a wonderfull story ...

Le début d'une merveilleuse histoire ...

In 1996, a ball of hair came into our house ...

I didn't know that a Lowchen was so wonderfull !

Today, after many adventures, I assure you that I would not change my "PCL" against any other dog breed !

Those who know them, understand me : a large dog in a small dog, overflowing with love and affection, mixture of dog and cat, do anything to please you when it feels like it, tireless player, incredible amount of energy, and a heart of gold ...

Thank you for sign my guesbook, even if I know that a lot of you came visit us , a counter is a could and impersonnal thing !!!