We had a SPOO when I was a child, he was a beautiful, tall boy named Pierre. He was given to us from someone who I did not know. I was only 8, but remember him being so watchful of us while out in the yard and him sleeping on our bed. When we left California for Florida, my parents gave him away (we drove, with 5 kids and a UHaul and they said there was no room 💔). Fast forward to 1979, I worked in a bank and one of the tellers had a tiny little white tea-cup named Delta April Dawn, Dawnie for short. She was @ 5 years old and needed a good home. I bought her for $50! I had her for years before I had my first child. He loved her dearly, but she was too tiny for little boys. In 1987, shortly after having my second child, he developed so many allergies, his pediatrician said the dog had to either go outside or go. . . I was heartbroken and took months to find the perfect home for her. I kept in touch with the new owner for years, until Dawnie passed away at 21 years old. 21! I have never known a dog to live that long.
My husband and I had Bouviers for years and love the breed but I needed a dog tha was not AS protective as a Bouvier to be my service dog, and I thought of how smart, easy to train, loyal, and beautiful poodles are. So I started the search for one. Only took @ 5 months to find my breeder, who was actually within an hour of my home. I lucked out because she is actually a trainer as well! My husband was totally against getting a poodle. He thought they were fu-fu dogs for the rich. His mind has been changed! He is awed by her intelligence and the way she is a different girl when we are out and about, and while at home, sits and watches everything, including our grandsons when they are playing outside. I am so attached to this girl, maybe because she is my first service dog, I don’t know. But I cannot imagine my life without her. 💜💜