Doris z Antuszy at Malsville and Ridley
Doris z Antuszy at Malsville and Ridley
Born: 12 November 1988
Sire: Finar Fin z Antuszy
Dam: Azia Torpedo
Pedigree
THE Special one - because she was the first Cesky Terrier that I owned, and dam of Ridley Adam, the first Cesky Terrier that I bred.
The first dog of any breed that you meet inevitably colours your perception of that breed. I had gone to kennel sit for Harold & Liz Gay (Malsville) who had recently imported several Cesky Terriers - a breed new to the UK. One bitch was the sweetest individual I had ever met and when Liz said that they were going to find her a new home I immediately asked if I could have her.
Known to her friends as Chunty, she was in many ways the blueprint of a Cesky Terrier: quiet and unassuming, always anxious to please, but with a determination to get her own way. As the pack grew she was always, very unobtrusively, the boss. If she wanted a particular chair, she would stare pointedly at it, and the dog sitting there would get off without a murmur.
She died as she had lived. Sitting on my knee one evening, she gave a gentle sigh and passed quietly away, surrounded by her friends
Born: 12 November 1988
Sire: Finar Fin z Antuszy
Dam: Azia Torpedo
Pedigree
THE Special one - because she was the first Cesky Terrier that I owned, and dam of Ridley Adam, the first Cesky Terrier that I bred.
The first dog of any breed that you meet inevitably colours your perception of that breed. I had gone to kennel sit for Harold & Liz Gay (Malsville) who had recently imported several Cesky Terriers - a breed new to the UK. One bitch was the sweetest individual I had ever met and when Liz said that they were going to find her a new home I immediately asked if I could have her.
Known to her friends as Chunty, she was in many ways the blueprint of a Cesky Terrier: quiet and unassuming, always anxious to please, but with a determination to get her own way. As the pack grew she was always, very unobtrusively, the boss. If she wanted a particular chair, she would stare pointedly at it, and the dog sitting there would get off without a murmur.
She died as she had lived. Sitting on my knee one evening, she gave a gentle sigh and passed quietly away, surrounded by her friends
