"The more I get to know people, the more I love my dog."

This motto above the bed in my room, which I wrote as a little girl, has been with me since

the time when I pitched the first sentences into my "memorial."

I always knew that the Irish Wolfhound would be part of my "pack", only the journey to him insisted on

my taste.. a little longer.

Parents promised and set conditions: "when you are bigger, more worthy, when you win the basketball championship, when

you will write in cursive when you clean your room... just those "until" were mine

impatient nature too.

I would be doing them a disservice if I didn't admit that they tried to satisfy my desires. First they bought an aquarium,

when Pavlinka didn't show enough enthusiasm, they bought a turtle, then a cat. It should be noted that it has

my mother was also afraid of flies and when I brought her a mouse named after her for the holiday

in honor of "Věruška", we flew with Věrka immediately from the barracks.

I can still feel the coldness of the stairs on which I said goodbye to life with an idea

of being wasted without a four-legged friend.

And then it came. I just realized that it will probably be necessary to intervene and buy the dream

animal alone!

My first werewolf in my life. He was beautiful, all white, dark, deep eye in which I was at his

she drowned in the sight like Alice in Wonderland. A massive frame, a stout stance gave a clear sense of protection

signals. I gave him the fancy name "Floppy" - soft and flexible. Blue leash and collar with

stones shone everywhere on our journeys. He obeyed at the first command. What about the fact that he lived and only lives

in my imagination. The best friend and listener of a child's soul. We still have a long lead today

debates about life.

When I asked my father where I was going, I kept telling him that I had to take Floppy outside and really

I verbally encouraged him to leave, I dutifully changed his bowl of water, father from

a friend brought the Welsh terrier CARA. I was in seventh heaven, but it soon became clear that life with

a terrier is not ideal for a family that is not fond of cynology. Carik very quickly used his terrier talent and

he tamed the pack in his own image. He snapped, bit, growled, but father found a partner in him and they were together

an inseparable pair. Caríček is buried in Vysočina near the cottage he loved so much.

I earned a decent living while studying and I FINALLY got my dog. It was PAN PES s

a wonderful pedigree. German boxer ADAM. Mr. Božský was wonderful. Faithful, Velvet, 

the devoted friend I've always wanted. I trained three-phase basketball at a sports school

and all the rest of the time we devoted ourselves to sports cynology with Áľa. We achieved ZZO 3, ZPS 2 i

ZPO 2.

The roads of life are winding, so I moved away for a while behind a big puddle. I'm not even here

she couldn't last long without her canine friend, a female German shepherd BONIE- (pretty). Boninka was

perfect partner. She also had one litter of puppies, which together with their mother lived to a great age

age.

Returning to my hometown, I settled down. Although I spent almost all my time in demanding

work, but I bounced back to give birth to my son Šimon Daniel, who was left with "work"

naming Scorpio. I was finally such a big girl that I could get my dream man

an Irish Wolfhound who was born on April 23 like me. He was gorgeous. Measured 85 cm at the withers

on the slope in Věťřkovice, it suggested the body of a giant. Legitimate family member. We lived a very active life

life and so DUDY real name Brett Bohemia Valois rode a raft, took walks with

other canine friends, he followed us on skates, bikes and cross-country skis. Štírek considered him to be

brother Dudy enjoyed life, healthy, cheerful, sociable. One morning he began to limp on his hind leg.

"Ok ... I'd better take him to the vet, what if he's bruised." MVDr. Herčík looked from

on the table to the dog: "I have sad news for you, it's osteosarcoma". I couldn't

to believe. I insisted on an X-ray, which confirmed bone cancer. Dudy lived to be only 3 years old. In that one

the moment your world collapses.

Once a werewolf, always a werewolf.

The void in our heart was filled by female IW JET'AIME Legenda Belfast Midas from Mrs. Šináglová.

Self-confident, proud, her own, snow-white little girl who "raised" our daughter Roxane from

first steps. I like to remember the times when Mr. Ian ran around the parks in Vinohrady u

of our company, or in Statenice, where we had a bar and he shouted: ,, jet'aime,

jet ́aime come to me plese "! Then he looked like a perfect poet :) Jet ́aime was real,

real girl from ireland. She hated staying indoors. Even in the most severe frosts and

sleet, we did not persuade her to the comfort of home beds. She enjoyed a large garden with a wire fence

fence and appreciated every passerby. The girl was incredibly curious. She fell in love with

the postman, which she impatiently looked out for every morning, and the delivery ladies happily debugged together

a snack. In March, the 20th (I know exactly because it is Roxane's holiday - in translation light, that is

Light) no one welcomed us. I immediately sensed the worst possible scenario. Jet'aime we found in

shed with no signs of life. Cardiac arrest at age six. Previous examinations always zero. He is resting

under the cherry trees of our garden, where she fought with the birds for the sweet fruits. We often remember her, as it were

she now enjoyed the company of our little girls.

When Jet'aime left, the entire family ceased to function. Nothing made sense. Life has stopped. On

no one could even enter the garden. The pain was unbearable.

A fateful meeting with the unique, inspiring, funny and incredibly strong woman Jana

Buchinger and her husband Erich enriched us with the loveliest dog in the world, GRAHAM

BETWEEN FRIENDS, (and we went for a little girl :)), but also another, I would say maybe a spiritual dimension

being. Jany's family kindly welcomed us into the dog world Between friends. We also met the ladies

Grahámek's siblings and went to visit them in Béďov. Wonderful times.

Grahámek was nicknamed "NuŇu". It couldn't be otherwise. A total petticoat, a lovable werewolf with

wonderful nature. A partner and a personality who, in his only year, after a difficult torsion surgery

fought for the right to life. At that time, the IW Endowment Fund of Mrs. MVDr. helped us a lot. Susan

Málková, who deserves immense recognition and respect for her work.

He never really gained weight after the operation, he ate casseroles rather out of compulsion, but it was good for his energy

it really didn't work. At the age of 5, he started taking support for his heart and the doctor was worried about his health.

But our "brave heart" lived without 5 months of retirement age. He left us due to cancer

bones. We are very sad for him, but he lives on in our hearts.

When Roxance was 10 years old, we fulfilled her wish to have a dog that could fit in a bag and

her to bed, he won't totally push her out, like Snitch, who was a champion in this discipline. To

our family's wolf pack and cat Bali got a small, furry ball of bichon frisé from the kennel

station of Mrs. Ivana Slapničková Charnett Monsieur. It's obvious that Roxane needs her own

Cyrano. Therefore, our little - big man, who, as befits, has the ardent French heart of a lover,

but the complex of small stature, surrounded by wolves bears the proud name CYRÁNO. French as he is

also often called, took the departure of his older brother NyuŇa very badly. He stopped eating, just sad

he was looking at the door, when the "overgrown Bichon" would return to him. It was a very difficult and sad period.

At the goal, no one poked their head over the fence to welcome you, the basket lid majestically enthroned on its

place, the seat was empty. We were desperate. 

Crying for hours, I "poured out" my heart to Jana Buchi, who was a great support for me.

And then it came! Jana: ,, Pavli, you know what? My friend has puppies now, she is so young, still

crazy, terribly passionate about werewolves, she takes everything seriously, she certainly won't give you a baby, but I

I'll ask her, maybe she'll advise how to proceed". Yuppie!!!! Hope!!!

We are standing at the station in Blansko, me, Štírk and Roxy. We are waiting for Jana and the "hot"

friend My knees are knocking. I don't know if I will. Seeing a werewolf and even babies after Łuna

departure. No one can match him anyway.

I am interrupted from my thoughts by the road dust rising into my eyes and the screeching of the brakes. Some fool rushed to

sidewalk. Van covered with a werewolf sticker with the words Ar'Daroth breeding station IW.

The heart is pounding, Jana is smiling and the young lady looks at me and the child. In the car, the driver is too much

he doesn't speak. I maintain a conversation with Jana, who flashes an encouraging look. We are there. Home

lady measured.

God! Behind the goal, we are greeted by a pack of the lady of the house. I'm so screwed. I am still such a beauty

she didn't see Furry beards and wagging tails. Exactly the Irish wolfhound, according to my imagination, in its entirety

beauty. A stiff expression in the interest ... mainly to make a good impression ... went to hell.. we got mixed up

with a ball of noses all the way to the kitchen.. they started touching each other... telling stories... petting the babies...

step over the bridge of trust with small steps...

I am the "young lady". "Incredibly grateful to Markéta Stejskalova (ch.s. Ar'Daroth) for the trust,

professional breeding service, exhibition and cynological support, many friendly meetings,

lots of fun and tears that we experience together on our journeys through life. I met a strong one

a woman with a clear opinion, who does not hesitate to express it even in case of displeasure of others, passionate

a breeder with a really honest approach to breeding, a wonderful companion and a loving being,

which is always there when needed for the family, including the canine family and numerous friends.

And that's how it all started:) we brought Kytička and her sister Giginka a year later.

We currently have two females from the Ar'Daroth breeding station in our family. Flower Ar'Daroth - IW,

Guinevra Ar ' daroth - IW, Cyranek - Fr. Bichon (Charnett Monsieur) and Cheddar - Persian cat (Samuel Very Lucky)

Thank you Ian Hamilton for the background, patience, love and understanding, Roxy and Štírk for being so wonderful and clever children who make us happy and of whom we are justifiably proud.