Welcome to our home, I hope this web site will give you a good idea of our family including our dogs. My name is Bree and my husband is Jesse. We are a small farm with many things we enjoy. We have three children Jesse, Marcus and Mandolin, and we have so much fun raising the animals on the farm. We have miniature horses that we love, and all of our dogs, but they are so much more than that. Our family has grown so close since we have started raising puppies. All of the children have their favorites and so do my husband and I.
So many people have asked why dogs? Well, I have finally been able to answer the question. The way my husband and I look at it is how many times in a persons life are you able to give someone something that they will love, as much as a child? I know people get puppies when their children go off to college or they are just married and that puppy is a start of there new life together. Sometimes it's a best friend to a only child, or maybe just someone who will listen when life gets to stressful. But what ever a puppy is to you we want it to be a wonderful experience for your family and we are here to answer any questions you may have. Thank you for visiting and we hope to hear from you soon.
Bree and Jesse Arnett
Get in touch with us!
11241 Center Rd, Garrettsville, OH 44231
Home Ph:(330) 527-5959 Cell Ph:(330) 569-4764
Email: info@justawalkhomekennel.net
Bree and Jesse Arnett
Get in touch with us!
11241 Center Rd, Garrettsville, OH 44231
Home Ph:(330) 527-5959 Cell Ph:(330) 569-4764
Email: info@justawalkhomekennel.net
"What is a Good Breeder?"
A Breeder (with a Capital B) is one who thirsts for knowledge and never knows it all,one who wrestles with decisions of conscience, convenience, and Commitment.
A Breeder is one who sacrifices personal interests, finances, time, friendships,
fancy furniture, and deep pile carpeting!
She gives up the dreams of a long, luxurious cruise in favor of turning that all
important show into this years "vacation."
A Breeder goes without sleep (but never without Coffee!) in hours spent planning a
breeding or watching anxiously over the birth process, and afterwards, over every
little sneeze, wiggle or cry.
A Breeder skips dinner parties because that litter is due or the babies have to be fed
at eight. She disregards birth fluids and puts mouth to mouth to save a gasping
newborn, literally blowing
A Breeder's lap is a marvelous place where generations of proud and noble
champions once snoozed.
A Breeder's hands are strong and firm and often soiled, but ever so gentle and
sensitive to the thrusts of a puppy's wet nose.
A Breeder's back and knees are usually arthritic from stooping, bending and sitting in
the birthing box, but are strong enough to enable the breeder to the next choice pup
to a Championship.
A Breeder's shoulder's are stooped and often heaped with abuse from competitors,
but they're wide enough to support the weight of a thousand defeats and frustrations.
A Breeder's arms are always able to wield a mop, support an armful of puppies or
lend a helping hand to a newcomer.
A Breeder's ears are wondrous things, sometimes red (from being talked about) or
strangely shaped (from being pressed against a phone receiver), often deaf to
criticism, yet always fine-tuned to the whimper of a sick puppy.
A Breeder's eyes are blurred from pedigree research and sometimes blind to her own
dog's faults, but they are ever so keen to the competitions faults and are
always searching for the perfect specimen.
A Breeder's brain is foggy on faces, but can recall pedigrees faster than an IBM
computer. It's so full of knowledge that sometimes it blows a fuse; it catalogues
thousands of good bones, fine ears, and perfect heads...and buries in the soul the
failures and the ones that didn't turn out.
A Breeder's heart is often broken, but it beats strongly with hope everlasting...
and it's always in the right place!
Oh, yes, there are breeders, and then, there are BREEDERS!!!!
--Author Unknown