There are several qualities I want in a puppy. Health. Energy.
Exuberance. Fearlessness. Socialness. Curiosity. Toy drive.
Appetite. With these qualities, I can shape a
puppy into a happy, well-behaved dog.
Then
there are the more, um, shallow qualities. I wanted a white male Boxer.
White because I've always wanted a white dog I can name Krypto. A male
because hopefully it will be easier to raise with our female. And a Boxer just because I love the breed.
A Boxer is
not an "amateur's" dog! They're ridiculously high energy and will get
into trouble whenever bored. They're not even the dog of choice for dog
professionals. They're wilfull and will try to find ways to subvert
whatever you're trying to get them to do. (Lie on a bed? What if only
half my body is on the bed? What about just the tip of my paw, does
that count?) A border collie will learn everything just as fast and not
try to mess with you at the same time.
But a Boxer is a dog for a person who loves, loves, loves dogs
and loves to train them. They'll keep you on your toes constantly
because they constantly need physical and mental stimulation. They will
find the loophole in the rules you've set down and get into all sorts
of trouble - but they'll make you laugh the entire time. You can't be
lazy or sloppy with a Boxer, but you'll never stay depressed with one
around either. And personally, I'll put a Boxer up against any ol'
border collie any day when it comes to learning and smarts. Bring it
on!
You have to be careful about white Boxers,
though. The gene that produces a white coat also carries the chance of
deafness. One quarter of all white Boxers are born deaf - which is why
the AKC and other dog clubs will not accept white Boxers in competition.
They don't want to encourage the breeding of genetic defects just for
aesthetic purposes. As a potential buyer of a white Boxer, though, this
worked in my favor, because all this means that white Boxers sell for
much less than standard fawn or brindle Boxers. (Essentially, they're
sold "at cost" - about a third the cost of the other pups.)
When
our litter of puppies was born, we couldn't believe our luck. In a
litter of seven, there was only one male. And he was all white (except
for his ear and his eyebrow)! In a life filled with lucky breaks, I'd
gotten one more. The universe had just handed me the exact dog I
wanted!
As the puppies got older, the news got
even better. Krypto was the largest of the litter, and the first to
open his eyes. And he wasn't deaf! He proved to be the most
explorative of the puppies, often ending up behind couches at the
breeder's home. And when the rest of the pups were afraid to step onto
the shiny, smooth linoleum, he fearlessly bounded onto it. We wasted no
time in letting the breeder know we were interested in him and wanted
to put a deposit down as soon as possible.
Last
weekend, the breeder brought the litter to L.A. for a Boxer Club event.
Now that they were seven weeks old and had their first shots, it was
time to start exposing them to some of the world. We took Derby with us
and she met Krypto. They played and got along marvelously. Krypto was
everyting I'd hoped - he was face-lickingly friendly and loved to
explore and chase toys and calm around other dogs. We overheard someone
say, "He's really the pick of the litter. It's a shame he's white."
Oh, no, it ain't! Cuz that made him ours!
So we're picking him tomorrow - but first we have to make sure we have everything we need and our household puppy-ready!
(I'd have included video of Krypto, but blogger isn't cooperating.)
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