Smith's Kennel consists of my husband, my three kids, me and, of course our dogs. My husband has been breeding APBT for years and years, but I 'm relatively new to the way of life. It has been a wonderfull experience thus far; I expect it will just keep getting better.
I believe that we don't pick our dogs. I think when the time is right, God reveals them to you. Just like the way we ended up with Y.G. Our family was having a little picnic at our neighborhood park one warm summer afternoon, when out of nowhere, came this beautiful puppy. He was about 4 months old at the time and beautiful as anything.We looked around the park top see if maybe he had gotten away from his owner, but there wasn't anyone around. We figured he must have come from one of the houses in the area and thought someone would definitely come for him, once they realized he was missing, but no one ever did. He sat there with us the whole time, playing with the boys and dispensing hundreds and hundreds of wet kisses to each one of us. Since it was getting later, we decided to go ahead and pack up so we could walk around and see if someone knew where he belonged. I don't remember how many doors we knocked on and people we stopped to ask if they knew where he lived, but I know it was a lot. By this time it was well after dark and we needed to go home, but we couldn't decide what to do about the puppy. We couldn't just leave him there. What if something happened to him? We decided to take him home for the night until we could figure out what to do with him. By the looks of him (Colby/American reverse blue brindle) somebody was going to heartbroken to learn he was missing. He went home with us that night. We tried everything to return him to his rightful owner, but they never came. That was two years ago. He turned out to be a wonderful addition to our family.
As Y.G.'s 1st b-day came around, we noticed he wasn't eating as much and didn't want to play anymore. He went from being a playful and energetic puppy to sleeping all the time. As much love as we showered him with, I couldn't imagine what had caused this dramatic change. My husband told me he thought Y.G. needed the companionship of another dog. I hadn't thought of that, but it made sense. Don't we, as humans, want someone to grow old with???
We started looking for him a female. This became very time consuming. He was our baby boy and wasn't just any old dog good enough for him, also we had business in mind as well. You can't go get a mutt for a blue pitbull you consider to be one of your kids. We looked at so many dogs, but none of them were ever totally right for him. If it wasn't one thing it was another. Don't get me wrong, we looked into some beautiful female, but something was always not quite right (attitude, price, looks, not good with kids)- something.
We decided to give it a rest for a little while because it had become quite frustrating. One morning we were outside and the teenage girl that lives next door to us came over to tell us that a guy she worked with was selling his 16 week old Razors Edge female because he and his wife were moving to an apartment and couldn't take her. I tried not to think to much of it because of all the other disappointments we had been through, but I did take his name and number. My husband called him later on that day to schedule a time for aus to go check her out. It was love at first sight for all of us!!! Not only was she adorable, but she had the sweetest personality to go with her looks. She went home with us that night. It was amazing the difference in Y.G. He went back to being his old self. Diamond was a perfect match for him in every possible way. We couldn't walk them anywhere without turning heads; it was like they were destined to be together.
On August 22, 2008 Diamond gave birth to our first litter. She only had six, but they were HUGE! They were at least 3 times bigger than a normal size pitt newborn- and ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS!!!!!
We sold 4 of them. Me and my husband both kept our pick of the litter. They are a real blessing. We just adore them. We are already anxious to have another litter. We actually have one on the way, but it will be a different bloodline (Blue Hoya). Don't get me wrong, I love all babies; but it's not the same as Diamond and Y.G. having a litter. At least I 'll have more wiggling puppies to keep me occupied until it's time for them to throw another litter!!!
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