Watts Poodles

10/08/2026

Good Morning from the Watts Poodles pack.
We have a house guest till the 12 of October, Sebastian from our litter.
Line up in first photo: Sebastian, Jackie, Jemma, Roxie, Jupiter. In the front Lily and Anubis.
Everyone enjoyed their morning park shenanigans, it seems to be their favorite morning activity besides breakfast 😂.

10/01/2026

Almost two weeks ago my daughter adopted this lovely senior girl. If anyone also follows Coyote Den Standard Poodles then you might recognize this cutie.
We would like to officially welcome Nakita to the Watts Family and pack. Nakita is a Linq sister, she is from the litter before his but same parents. Nakita is 9 years young and a solid cafe au lait. She has only met Luffy and Jupiter so far, we are letting her get settled in more before she meets anyone else. Luffy is very happy to have his Aunt Nakita as his new house mate and play companion.
Welcome to the family Nakita.
A huge Thank you to her breeder Stephanie for the chance to have a little more of Linq’s canine family around with us.

🩷 ❤️

09/27/2026

Jupiter and I had fun this weekend showing and seeing our show friends. We did not place today but it’s always fun to get out in the ring together.

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09/27/2026

Jupiter and I attended an AKC dog show today.
He earned Select Dog out of a lovely lineup.

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09/24/2026

Do you have this dog bowl?
Or one like it with this same issue?

Here’s your fix to that smell no matter how many times you washed it.

Spray back with 50/50 vinegar/water, let sit for 20-30 min. Then wipe out grooves till q-tip is white in color. Then spray again and immediately wipe out grooves and back one more time. Thoroughly dry back of bowl after. Hope this helped.

09/22/2026

Sweet Jemma has a ear infection and was not thrilled to be at the vets office. She curled all 37 lbs of herself into my lap.

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09/12/2026

All three poodle girls had a bath and groom this morning. I really like Jackie completely naked, I think she looks adorable.

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09/08/2026

Grab your box of tissues before continuing to read….

Poem by Adrien Watts

Champion

One year since you’d greet me when I walk through the door,
No goofy little smile, no gentle presence anymore.
You were regal in the ring, a champion standing tall,
Then became my greatest helper, my protector through it all.

At four, you sensed my heart failing before I even knew,
And somehow, every time I needed saving, you always pulled me through.
You saved my life more times than I could ever count,
But the greatest gift you gave me was the love you poured out.

I had you from a puppy, watched you grow from small to proud,
A champion in perfect coats, yet never too regal for a crowd.
You were silly, calm, and goofy, gentle through and through,
The most wonderful dog I’d ever known, and every day I loved you.

Then the tumor took your mind and slowly took you too,
The kindest, sweetest soul I cherished became afraid of what he knew.
I watched you turn from love and trust into a stranger in your skin,
And I wished I could have saved the dog who had saved me time and time again.

Linq, you were my champion, my guardian, my friend,
My once-in-a-lifetime partner, from beginning to end.
The silence hurts, and I will miss you every day,
But the prints you left on my heart will never fade away.

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09/06/2026

Pup Update: Beau (Marshmallow from our Linq/Jackie litter) had fun road tripping around CA and AZ this summer with his family.
Thank you to the Siedenburg family for sharing these photos and update.

09/02/2026

Had to share cause it’s so true 😂

Which one are you?

All I will say is that we don’t own an RV 😂

There are TWO kinds of people at a dog show, and apparently there is NO middle class. 😂

First, you got THEM.

Their big ol’ fancy rigs are already sitting on the show grounds, leveled up, slides out, awnings stretched, generators humming, and kennel names professionally lettered down the sides big enough to be seen from the interstate.

They are SET. UP.

Grooming tables lined up. Matching crates. Fans blowing. Extension cords organized. Coolers full. Coffee brewing.

Probably got satellite TV, Wi-Fi, a washer and dryer and a small mortgage payment sitting on six tires.

Their setup looks like NASCAR met Westminster and opened a gated community.

Then you got…

THE REST OF US.

We’re 14 miles down the road at the $60-a-night Motel Sweet Baby Jesus Please Don’t Let Anyone Steal My Car.

I’m sitting cross-legged on a comforter I’m trying VERY hard not to inspect, eating Vienna sausages STRAIGHT OUT THE CAN and washing them down with a Coke Zero because after paying entries and buying gas, using a plate feels financially irresponsible.

The mini fridge contains dog bait, half a Coke Zero and absolutely NOTHING intended to sustain an adult human being.

Meanwhile, outside…

We got street hookers on the corner.

Somebody arguing three rooms down.

A vehicle that has started and shut off approximately 14 times.

And I’m about 97% sure I just watched a questionable little business transaction take place right beside us.

Now, I don’t know what was sold.

I don’t know what was purchased.

And for $60 a night, I HAVE DECIDED THAT IS BETWEEN THEM, JESUS AND POSSIBLY THE DEA.

But bless this man’s heart…

After completing whatever entrepreneurial endeavor he had going on, he saw me carrying stuff upstairs and politely offered to help with the dogs.

Sir.

That is mighty neighborly.

Should I be concerned?? 😂😂😂

“Thank you kindly, but I got ’em.”

Because whatever you just bought, sold, swapped, traded or bartered…

WE ARE NOT THROWING A CHINESE CRESTED IN TO SWEETEN THE DEAL.

Then I meet one of the ladies outside.

Her: “Hey girl, you want a smoke?”

Me: “Nah, honey, I’m good.”

Her: “Y’all win anything today with them dogs?”

Me: “Yeah, we won some ribbons.”

Her: “How much money you win?”

Me: “Money?! Girl… NOTHING. We actually PAY to do this.”

She just looks at me.

I look at her.

Then she says:

“Well damn… I just made $50 about ten minutes ago.”

…………

Ma’am.

YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU WIN. 😂😂😂😂

Because at that exact moment, BOTH of us realized something.

She made $50 in the parking lot.

I spent several hundred dollars, drove hundreds of miles, slept at Motel Felony, ate Vienna sausages out of a can…

AND WON A THREE-DOLLAR RIBBON.

One of us has a successful business model.

AND APPARENTLY IT AIN’T ME.

Then she offers me another cigarette like she has officially determined I’m the one going through some things. 😂

Eventually I make it upstairs.

Deadbolt locked.

Chain latched.

Chair shoved under the doorknob.

I stood back and admired my security system.

Yep. That oughta inconvenience somebody for at least four seconds.

Meanwhile, back at the show grounds, the fancy folks are probably sitting under their awnings eating food that requires SILVERWARE.

And I’m at Motel Felony wearing socks because the carpet feels like it knows things.

But tomorrow morning?

I’m gonna spray this hair into submission, put on a $300 show outfit, grab a dog worth several thousand dollars, crack open another Coke Zero and walk into that show like I DIDN’T spend the night making friends with the local economy.

Because some dog-show people have the big rigs, fancy lettering and luxury setups.

The rest of us have Vienna sausages, Coke Zero, a $60 motel, a chair under the doorknob, a suspiciously polite parking-lot businessman and a new friend who apparently made more money in ten minutes than I did ALL DAY.

And every last one of us is doing this for the same reason:

To run around in a circle with a dog and hope a stranger points at us…

FOR A THREE-DOLLAR RIBBON.

Then we’ll drive home broke, exhausted and smelling like hairspray and dog bait while asking the most financially irresponsible question known to dog-show people:

“So… where are we showing next weekend?” 😂😂😂