Ram, your previous post is so very interesting. I really like the way you articulated that, all of it.
Your rich polo player analogy blew me away as I’ve often thought a lot along those lines. A little more sedately in my case in that even though my Gramma didn’t have her own cooking show, I know she was the best cook in the world (my judgment, subjective I know but everyone that met her can’t be wrong).
I have been desperately trying to search out the lines of my shepherd these last couple of weeks (not sure why). The original owner had no interest in his papers and the breeders have since moved. I’m told there is another guy around this area that has one of this litter but it’s a matter of finding him. I don’t have any names only that 1000.00 was exchanged for him as an 8 week old pup and she was told he was a purebred.
Raised solely in a small back yard with little exposure to the outside world and other things I won’t get into, created a few issues for this highly driven dog. Many of which we’ve worked through. He’s was judged and labeled early in his rehab and I’m not sure we’ll ever get past that if it’s a requirement that I’m totally open about his past actions.
But this boy can work and doesn’t slow down in the heat. Two marker sessions and he was riding on the back of a jet ski with me this summer. When we got off, he took a position in front of it and felt it was his job not to let anyone near it. I quickly told him different. It’s the same with our property though; this boy is guard dog central.
And I’m not going to go so far as to say he’s social in public, but you leave him alone and he perfectly willing to allow life to go on around him, in the most chaotic of places (a rodeo, music fest in the park, crowded beach).
These are just my observations and his life with me. Can this ever be judged or will his full potential ever really be brought out. I don’t think he will get that chance because as your judge buddy says, he didn’t make the cut according to sport standards that have been set (and for good reason, I hope).
Raw, natural instincts are an incredible thing. His compassionate ways and extraordinary athleticism have me awe every day. My unpapered, untitled, dedicated, competent, diverse, slightly sharp (well maybe a lot – depending on the circumstances) companion has taught me that I will never be without a German Shepherd ever again.
Up to snuff on the judged standards, perhaps not. But from what I’m seeing said here and what I totally believe in my heart is that these standards aren’t truly reflective of the capacity of some of the incredible specimens, of this breed, that are out there.
Yes, I’m totally biased and yes, this is just my humble, unprofessional opinion and experience with one of the loves of my life. A little off topic but we’ll just call him my “Canadian” German Shepherd until I learn otherwise.