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Brandir and Bernice are purity!!!

O'Cockaigne Deerhounds-purebred Deerhounds.

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Since last year it is possible to have a greyhound tested on varietal purity via the DWZRV. Through the following link you can read all about the nomination of Ms. Dr. Wimmer. Vortrag von Frau Dr. Wimmer über den DNA-Test zur Rassebestimmung bei Windhunden… For the Deerhounds you can here können Sie die Ergebnisse der Studie Herunterladen (PDF)…  Find more. In the article below, written by Dr. Dominique d Caprona, the same is treated but you will also find everything about the other greyhounds and halfwind dogs. Http:// In the past year has shown that many hounds are not purity and as you can read/See, this is also the case with the Deerhounds. Last year, Sonja had her hounds take part in the test and also the blood of Cheytah was then investigated. Fortunately, she appeared to be purity. SONY DSC       In the meantime we find that there are several breeders selling dogs as Deerhounds while this is longdogs and/or lurchers. (A longdog is a cross between greyhounds and a lurcher is a cross between a greyhound and another dog, usually a shepherd or terrier.) A very wellCaintha 8.5 Years Young known Deerhoundfokker, who has been in the breed for many decades, has recently announced that he has never seen a Deerhound with Hubertus claws and also the colour ' wheaten ' according to Dr. Jödicke (He has already reported this in the last century) for quite some time ' Extinct '. But there are also ' grey ' crossings where in most cases you can see certain forms of body parts that the dog is not purity. If you doubt the varietal purity of your greyhound, you can let it be tested by having some blood (EDTA) in your vet. It must of course also check the chip number using the union booklet or the pedigree. This should be along with the form completed by you and your veterinarian, which you can find on the site of the DWZRV (www. → Formulare → DNA Fingerprint) sent to Frau Ursula Arnold, Schlierbacher Weg 56, 64678 Linden Felsen, Germany and accompanied by a letter stating that it is the "DNA Test zur Rassebestimmung bei Windhunden". If you send it somewhere else you will most likely not get a correct result. The cost of the test is approximately 80,-euro, you will receive a later account.


 Anyway, in order to be all misery in the future, we have also tested Brandir and Bernice and fortunately this Deerhounds is also a real Deerhounds!


We said goodbye to our Amy.


Edle Emmy vom Welzerberg


After long deliberation and roads, mulling and pondering I decided to give Amy her rest. On the one hand she was still very good but regularly she showed that she was actually on. She suffered from her back and this made it problematic to help her. Her legs also started to move more and more uncoordinated, making them very unstable at times. Once she walked a little hundred meters, it was going again. The last two days she wanted to walk with us in the morning and that actually went well. Of course I applied the distance (about 800/900 meters) but a small half hour we were soon on the road. Her only let me dare no more. It had happened a few times when I came home or came under the Douce, that she was somewhere in a corner on the ground and could no longer get up. Big fear eyes and a very high heart rate ensured that I immediately took the Rescue Spray and gave both her and myself a shot. It was then hard to get her up and it always hurt her. Most old hounds become very skinny and weigh almost nothing more but Grandma Amy not, who had not fallen off yet and weighed still 39 pounds. Even in terms of muscularity it did not stop. But all in all, we also walked quite a bit. She did not always give it good if she had to urinate or defecate and therefore always lay on a pad and towel but recently the towel was rarely wet. She always cared better when she had to go outside. And once outside she found it nice and could really want to walk a bit. Sometimes she stayed still for a long time to look just a little bit around, here I always got the pip because certainly in the middle of the night in your pyjamas is not such a fun! In fact, she had to go out every night. A few weeks ago we made her a collar with a light, so we could follow her a little in the woods, but when she became more unstable I always went for the certainty. On the belt she felt more confident and then put it on a "walk". This became less the last days (except at night!) and also her appetite took off. One day she wanted to old chicks the other day chickens necks and sometimes just her mash. But with some grated cheese on it or a can of tuna through it we got the necessary pills and supplements well. As supplements that have done her really well she got Cholodin (against dementia), Cosequin (relief for osteoarthritis), L-carnitine (good for heart and muscle) and vitamin B (good for lots of things). Her hearing also suddenly hardhollend backwards in the last weeks. This also made her uncertain as she occasionally was terrified when you suddenly "came around the corner". The last weeks became Amy softer. They grunted no longer so often against Brandir and the other as they came too close. But occasionally she suddenly popped out of her slipper to make it clear that she was still the boss. Brandir always stayed extremely sweet and submissive but tried to become her boyfriend. And that succeeded! At one point when I was hugging Amy, Brandir soon crawled behind Amy on her bed and slowly dropped. Amy did not look at or tolerate, even that he came to lie against her. Also, Brandir was allowed to brush her ears and yuling a bit. Unique!!! On December 1st we took the Christmas pictures. We both wanted Amy to get up, even though we knew she didn't have to live for so long. I have been in contact with Cecilia van der Drift twice, she is an animal interpreter and explains telepathically contact by means of a photograph. The first time she told me that Amy wasn't ready yet, Amy had a few times suffered from fever and high heart rate and I thought it was her end. Amy indeed decided otherwise and snapped all the way up. Only the pain in her back stayed and became even worse. At last she could barely lie down on her and then to get back to the end was a crime. Also, despite the Furosemide, it was occasionally cramped. The second time I called Cecilia more or less panic because I didn't see it anymore, Amy thought it was still a day too early to die, but she wanted to get used to the idea first. OK, tomorrow. Thursday I called to the clinic but Rens, our vet, couldn't get there until he had 7 hours of service and then had to stay on call. Then just Friday. I told Amy how the fork was in the stalk and that she still had to stay with us for a day. Friday morning she wanted to walk again, but after dinner, what was reluctant, I saw that she was going to take a distance. Since it had snowed and it looked perfect for the Christmas picture I wanted to make new pictures with Amy. Now it could still! Amy actually had no meaning at all and stribbelde what to do.. Very occasionally I may also be selfish and insisted that she was in the picture. And it succeeded! This Christmas photo will be made public soon.

Last night, Rens came. Amy is quietly asleep in her own dignified way. It hurts, a lot of pain to say goodbye to such a large part of your life, but it is acceptable. She has had a good, long, rich life and has made many friends that they all fix, like her children and grandchild, will or has already come across on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge.

See you my favourite Amy!


Granny Amy

Granny Amy

Meanwhile, Amy is 13 years and 4 months. She has come through the summer quite well despite the enormous heat we had every now and then. Fans and wet keeping with the plant spray do wonders. In terms of nutrition I changed it a bit. Her nierenergie was in spite of her holistic droplets somewhat on the low side and not to load the kidneys too much, I now pour boiling water over the flesh. In fact, she doesn’t like this as well, but with some tuna or cheese it goes back to it as a cake. Standing up is very difficult to do. We usually have to help her here. The distances they are running are also getting shorter but occasionally they feel like it and walk just a short kilometer. She also lately leaves her urine running. She usually beeps when she needs to but when she really sleeps, and she can do it very deeply, she doesn’t notice it and she has a wet bed. Now we lay a placemat and a towel underneath her bips. Only a coaster made sure that her bed was not wet, but the urine pulled too much into her rich coat which, of course, had to be cleaned again. An extra towel underneath ensures that her fur remains “dry”.

Last week she was suddenly very sick. 40 degrees of fever and a heart rate of almost 200. I really thought it was her last days but in consultation with the vet we put her on the Synulox (antibiotics) and after two days the Fever was gone and the heart rate returned to normal. She was going to eat again and after a few days she suddenly stood behind me while cleaning the chicken coop. Now every day she is at least 1x out of herself on what doesn’t really make me happy. The risk of slipping or making a mistake and then not being able to get on the end is of course quite large. If I am not at home… I get the pipzenuwen of it. But yes, I can tie her her bed! She loves to rummage around in our grove and can sometimes really be “gone”. Now I discovered where she stands, behind in a corner of the forest together with Brandir looking at whether there is not a cat or hare at the neighbors. Today she has been standing up five times and has walked together for at least one and a half kilometres. She also puts her feet down less often, it looks like she’s getting younger and more active! But we remain realistic and live day by day.

The older Deerhound: based on our old Amy.

The older Deerhound: based on our old Amy.              

Amy is now twelve and a half years old and for her age she is still pretty fit. Big walks with the other hounds of course is no longer and therefore I walk apart with her. It is of course very important that she moves regularly so we oblige her to walk twice a day. Usually this is about 20 minutes, sometimes longer. In addition, they rummages some more about our terrain. Sometimes she indicates that she wants to walk “a lot” and sometimes she is tired, then she returns immediately after she has done her need and goes home. While walking she doesn’t put her feet down well, she stands on the top of her cloves instead of on her pillows. That’s why I try to make her run as much as possible by sand or leaf and especially quiet, but if she has the Kaif in D’r head and wants faster than she can, it’s occasionally wrong. In advance her hand and foot massage helps somewhat.                                                                                                                                                        

In terms of fur care, there is also more time. The older Amy becomes the more hair she creates and the longer it gets. At least once a week she has to be combed very well to remove her woolly undercoat and long dead hair. I comb her while she is lying, because so long standing still is very much in demand. One day one side, the next day the other. There will always be a big bale of hair from each side. Long hairs on awkward places I cut short, as under her tail. I also check her vetbultjes and can detect any undesirable cases.

Since last year she has occasionally suffered from clogged tear ducts, sometimes very sometimes almost not. When she suffers, I clean her eyes at least four times a day. Fortunately there are no red tear streaks, which I find so ugly, but props that make you look so uitwipt with a piece of paper towel. And occasionally a wet patch over her yuling gives her a fresh face again. Her ears I actually have never had to clean, which are not dirty. Her teeth have hardly any attention, but in the meantime it has become somewhat yellow but Tartar does not have it thanks to the fresh meat food. That older dogs on a senior diet should be crap, as long as the organs still function properly they can just eat the same thing as before and that also gets Amy still. About a year and a half ago I found that she was somewhat hijgerig and tired so I took them to a heart specialist. This noticed that the left flap did not completely shut down, but there were absolutely no drugs needed, so it was very low. I didn’t agree with this because Amy didn’t feel good about it. In consultation with my own veterinarian I started to give Vetmedin twice a day and after a few days there was a clear improvement. When it was a little hotter she got the weather more narrow and again in consultation with my vet she got one Fortekortje. Then the weather went totally super! The Fortekortje ensures that the heart rate does not become too high, but if necessary it will increase the heart rate. And believe me, with Grandma Amy that is really still needed! With Vetmedin I have had a very good and long experience with Cinéad and Prudence, both of whom have benefited very much. It supports the functioning of the heart muscle in such a way that it loses little in strength and hardly increases.

To be sure that Amy will get what she needs, I’ll go to her every now and then to the holistic practice for animals “Den Hoek” in de Bilt. Here they can measure exactly what is in the apron and what they need. So far I am very satisfied with this natural healing method and Amy is also more or less a testament to this. Thus they observed the osteoarthritis. In many cloves, both wrists, the right heel and now stuck at even more places, Amy, like many other older hounds, has osteoarthritis. To alleviate this she gets 4 tablets Cosequin a day, this stuff is really fantastic! Also the other ex-athletes get it and run fine. I also lubricate Amy’s knees, heels, wrists and all the cloves with Omni Gel every evening. If it is forgotten a few times, we notice that it is similar to its meaning to walk. To keep her muscles on strength she gets muscle Support, a powder that goes through her food in the evening. Also L-carnitine is good for her muscles. Lately, Amy drinks a little more and has to do a little more. I thought of course similar to her kidneys and that maybe she should have a certain diet. But recently one of the veterinarians of “Den Hoek”, through a photograph of Amy, has found that she has a mild form of bladder infection and too low a kidney energy. Here are her holistic droplets now adjusted and after several days it went a lot better.   When Amy was suddenly a bit around in the middle of the terrain to bark a little year ago, I knew it was time to give something against dementia. Via “Den Hoek”, I got Cholodin. First one tablet a day and indeed, after a short time Amy was clear again. Now she gets 2 tablets a day and she still makes it excellent. She can very well indicate if she wants something. Getting up to drink she finds crap, she just beeps and knows that I arrive with the drinking trough. Sometimes she is not nice, a hind leg that is too much under her can also produce a beep concert. Occasionally she does not have the power to push it down, I can do much better. Just after the death of Craffitsh, she had trouble getting up. I had to help her then by grabbing her behind her head and pulling up slowly. Stood them once then it went fine again, a bit the back hand muscles massaging and walking though. Fortunately, the weather is a lot better. I think it was a reaction to Craffitsh’s passing anyway. In the meantime we have put a lot of rugs and mats in the house so that she can not slide out because she gets a bit more unstable on her feet. Fortunately our house is ground floor, because of this I can always hear if Amy wants something, although it is in the middle of the night. I really sleep and the smallest beep will let me jump out of bed, because even at night she needs to go out.                                                     All in all, an older hound is a whole concern but it is worth it!

Granny Amy and the hare.

  The colder it gets the more delicious Grandma Amy finds it. The last days she even goes back for a whole round! The day before yesterday she walked about 6 kilometers and she was almost 2 hours outside. She loves that, that cold. This morning after her walk she met the newest toy of Calhoun on our site, a hare! Well that had to fly here of course! I was again terrified because of the weird antics she got, but could still quickly grab the camera for a few "unique" pictures. For, say, what Deerhound of twelve years, six months and twenty-eight days is still playing?

Grandma Amy Twelve and a half years!!!

Hurray!!! Today Grandma Amy, Edle Emmy vom Welzerberg, has become twelve and a half years! She is still in very good health and mentally there is also nothing wrong with her. She knows exactly what she wants and as it has always gone with her; Her will is law. As soon as Simon wakes up, Amy also stands up to take his place in bed. She loves that and it always takes me at least 10 minutes to get her back from bed. The slice of cheese, which she gets at our breakfast in the morning, you don't have to forget! And I'm late with making their supper, Amy lets see it though!  

She has periods that she is a bit less active but the last few days she runs a whole round of more than two kilometers in the morning and also in the evening we walk a little bit. If she is on the leash and she doesn't feel like it, she stays as a donkey and does not resist a leg anymore. To move her you have to push her! She runs loose and she makes no sense then she just turns around and walks back. But if she makes sense, she determines the route and can sometimes happen that you are on the road for half an hour or that your hair is suddenly lost because she has disappeared through a hole in a hedge or an open fence. She is just as curious as when she was two!

We hope to be able to enjoy her for a long time!

Mud shower

"Around Pentecost weekends we have been staying in Tüttleben (Germany) for a few years. In 2010 we had the Deerhound Jahresausstellung here. After a very wet period, which caused the whole environment to be a big mud, the sun broke through violently. Grandma Amy, as she has been called, is ten years old but it still does fine. The day before the show Simon goes with the stuff on the walk but soon the phone goes; Or I want to get Grandma Amy. He had jumped in a blubbers loot to cool off, but was able to come out with a lot of trouble and was ready to walk.     When I saw them I had to laugh terribly (and many with me) but that fared quickly when I tried to rinse them in a big puddle, the stinky, black, greasy drab was not out of her coat to get! Luckily I was allowed to wash them in the ladies shower with warm water and shampoo so that they could take part in the show very strangely the next day but presentable. " (This was for the first time in her life she was under the shower!)  

A foreign grandmother.

One morning Simon, my husband, walks with the hounds through our bosgebiedje. Because there are quite a few cats in the woods and the chance of a meeting with a hare is not unimaginable, the six hounds are on the line, but because of her age, "Grandma" Amy may loose. At some point a sports trolley Simon will be forest trail on the day of the day. When the sports car was near, Simon went with the six on the side and finally did "Grandma" Amy, who walked a short time behind Simon, the same.

After a few minutes the sport car came back again, but now from behind. "Grandma" Amy, who can be terribly eastern Indian deaf, stayed like a queen walking in the middle of the path. First still in a jogged but when the sports car is near it goes into a worthy strides. The sports car could do nothing but keep tuffs at the back until "Grandma" Amy is with the rest of the group and Simon can direct her to the side. The sports car stops. A window is turned downwards and a large, barely car-fitting negro, becomes visible. "Certainly a Surinamese dog, Sir, there is no corridor in"!!!  

A charming granny Amy.

Since half a year, new residents have come to live with us in the forest. After some interior work, the gate was restored and a new entrance gate was placed. You guessed it, there also came a new dog. It turned out to be a somewhat older Mechelen Shepherd, Falko is his name. His function as a watchdog took him very seriously in most situations, but when we walked by he stood motionless and dead silent to watch. He still does, but since a few weeks his tail starts waving gently and again when "Grandma" Amy comes in sight. She always runs on her thawing convenience a bit behind me and previously she did like the other hounds, or she didn't see him. But recently she got interested in the elder Lord and walked very carefully to the fence. With a thick 10 centimeters between their noses, they greeted each other but that distance became smaller every day and the tails went a bit more violent every day. Now it's so far that Falko is eagerly awaiting the path when I'm over with the leashed pack and "Grandma" Amy occasionally with crazy Bokkesprong Rongen to Falko "Holt", greets him fondly and then stands to challenge for a game. Fortunately there is a fence between because "Grandma" Amy is no longer so stable on her old legs but between her ears she is still as fit as a grouse. It is and charming face, which is two gray snoetjes with subdued joy.  

A ferocious grandmother

  Normally when we go into the woods with our hounds, they run loose. For several reasons we had the six on the line and only walked "Granny" Amy, 10 years and 4 months, loose. At her own pace she ran a bit of sniffing and scurrying and occasionally she passed "fullspeed". At some point a jogger met us in the distance. We saw him already, so we went neatly on the side with the six so he could easily pass by. "Grandma" Amy stood 10 meters behind us on the side of the path to rummage. At a distance of 30 meters kept the jogger silent and already pointing to "grandma" Amy said he stammering: "and who then". You understand that we had to bite our tongue in order not to burst into laughter. But… as you can see on the picture below, "Grandma" Amy can still be very wildly out of the corner. Perhaps his fear was founded!