THE DECISION TO DIVE ON IN

What in the world would motivate two business owners, two extremely busy individuals, to go into the dog breeding business. Well, I guess you would need to know a little about our past. I (Lori) the one who writes this blog, bought a Great Dane in 2006. I looked hard and long at breeders across America to find the perfect fit. In the back of my mind I was going to breed Danes because I just absolutely adored them, and he was so hard to find. There was just a lack of choices of well bred Great Danes at the time. I finally found him in Tennessee and with me living in San Antonio one of the hardest decisions I had to make was to have him shipped via the airline, without a nanny. Talk about angst. I sat in the parking lot of the airport FOR 3 HOURS waiting for him to land so I could finally bring my boy home. When he arrived, well, I was hooked. I fell head over heels in love with my guy and knew then I could raise these, knowing other people could feel what I was feeling. He was just that spectacular. We called him Boomer. Seemed appropriate since I was born and raised in Oklahoma. I was going to name his soon to be sweetheart, Sooner.

WELL WHAT HAPPENED?

Well, life did. And Boomer started to grow and grow and grow. I had just gone through a divorce, and I had to figure out a way to make a living on my own. I lived on a ranch at the time, and like every newly divorced single woman, I decided to open a African Themed Boutique Resort. SMH! So for the next 5 years I was up to my eyeballs in customers, lodging, events, restaurant and a wine tasting adventure, which meant working 18 hours a day. Boomer was my constant companion those days and quickly became the mascot of the Serengeti. He was even more popular than our bottle fed giraffe. Soon the dreams of a breeding operation for this amazing Dane seemed to just fly out the window. I do look back now and wished I had of found the time. So many customers adored him. So many photo ops he provided. If I had only had puppies back then, so many families would have a piece of my Boomer. But I didn't, and I guess it has left a gaping hole in my heart.