17/09/2026
Yes. I’m that crazy breeder whose puppies are priced at $8,500.
And I’m not embarrassed about it. I’m proud of what it took to get here.
I’m that crazy breeder who sleeps next to her puppies for the first three weeks of their lives because I need to hear every squeak, every movement, every breath.
I’m that crazy breeder who barely leaves the house when I have newborns. I’m the one who sings her puppies to sleep every single night and knows every puppy in that whelping box before their eyes are even open.
But here’s the part people don’t always see:
I’m a multi-generational breeder.
I grew up watching my father whelp puppies. I learned by standing beside him, watching, listening, helping, and eventually doing it myself.
In our family, holidays were planned around whelping dates. Vacations were planned around breeding schedules. Christmas, birthdays, weekends—it didn’t matter. When puppies were coming, puppies came first.
Breeding dogs wasn’t something I woke up one morning and decided sounded fun.
This is part of my family. This is how I was raised.
The knowledge I have today didn’t come from a book, a Facebook group, or a weekend seminar. It came from decades of experience passed from one generation to the next—and then from years of building on that foundation myself.
I’m that crazy breeder who obsesses over pedigrees before a breeding ever happens. I study structure, temperament, health, genetics, strengths, weaknesses, and generations of dogs before deciding two dogs belong together.
I’m that crazy breeder who travels across the world for dogs.
Who sends females to Europe and Asia to be shown.
Who coordinates semen being flown thousands of miles because the male I believe belongs with a particular female happens to be on the other side of the world.
I’m that crazy breeder who invests in titles, health testing, reproductive care, veterinary care, nutrition, supplements, facilities, training, socialization, and all the little things nobody sees behind that beautiful puppy picture.
And I’m the crazy breeder who is still there after one of my puppies leaves.
Call me at 12 weeks.
Call me at 12 months.
Call me at 12 years.
Send me the birthday pictures. Send me the championship photos. Send me the ridiculous pictures of them upside down on your couch. Tell me when they get their first gray hair.
And when that heartbreaking day eventually comes, call me then, too.
Because from their first breath to their last breath, they will always be one of mine.
So when someone looks at the price and says, “$8,500 for a puppy?”
I understand that all they may see is a puppy.
But I see everything that came before it.
The little girl watching her father whelp a litter.
The holidays planned around puppies.
The generations of dogs.
The decades of knowledge.
The sleepless nights.
The flights across the world.
The relationships built over years.
The successes.
The mistakes.
The lessons.
The sacrifices.
The 3 a.m. nights beside a whelping box.
You’re not just looking at eight weeks of raising a puppy. You’re looking at decades of a family’s life devoted to dogs.
You’re not just bringing home one of my puppies.
You’re bringing home a piece of my family’s legacy and making it part of yours.
My puppies go from my family to yours.
And for the serious families who understand what that means, my door is always open.
I want to know you. I want to know about your family, your life, your goals, and the home one of my babies could grow old in.
Because I’m not looking for just anyone.
I’m looking for the families who understand that bringing home one of my puppies means beginning a relationship that I hope lasts for the lifetime of that dog—and often long after.
If you’re looking for a breeder who disappears once a puppy goes home, I’m probably not your person.
But if you’re looking for someone who will celebrate the victories with you, answer the questions, laugh at the stories, worry alongside you, and still want pictures years down the road…
Then maybe you’re exactly the kind of family I’ve been raising these puppies for.
Because when one of my puppies becomes yours, you become part of this legacy, too.
So yes, I’m that crazy breeder.
The one who cares too much.
The one who does too much.
The one who probably is a little crazy.
And most importantly—
I’m a breeder who knows her worth. 🖤
Creating a Legacy of Excellence, One Puppy at a Time.
