Memorial
“Heaven goes by favour. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.” Mark Twain
DC Windshift Brier Rose, FCH, SORC, SGRC2, VC
October 17, 1995 to February 22, 2007
Brier was my once-in-a-lifetime dog – lovely to look at, a demon in the field and blessed with a priceless sense of humor. She established racing records that still stand, including being the only deerhound to earn the K’LAR award in LGRA; #1 “Other Breed” hound in both LGRA and NOTRA in 1998; and the first “Other Breed” hound to earn both the SGRC and SORC racing titles. This wonderful girl had a long life for a deerhound, but it could never have been long enough. She is greatly missed.
Brier Rose at six months with her breeder Sally Poole
Photo Victoria Cook
Brier celebrates her 11th birthday with a LGRA run
Photo Dave Mills
Having the last word
Ch Lehigh Valora of Forteviot
February 14, 1999 to September 4, 2005
New champion Lace
Photo Sharlene O’Brien
Lacey left us way too early of bloat and torsion. She was a silly, funny girl who loved to play games. She and Andrew were our only deerhounds that enjoyed a good game of hide and seek played under the bed covers. Lacey reigned supreme when it came to claiming the humans’ bed, but she was a polite girl who wrapped her body into a relatively tiny package at the foot of the bed. Since Lacey died, the bells on the doors have not been rung. Her always wagging tail had them forever in play.
Lacey handled by Charlotte Fielder
Lace in her dress kilt
Ch Caber Feidh Rockin’ Robin, SC, FCH, ORC, GRC, VC
July 12, 1993 to September 2003
Dylan with Charlotte Fielder at Del Valle
Photo Tom Bruni
Dylan was our first show dog who really lived up to the term. He finished his championship easily and went on to become a Group winner. Dylan and Alister traveled with us often and were always wonderful ambassadors for Scottish Deerhounds. The boys came from a very long-lived litter, with most of the brothers living past their tenth birthday and their sister living to thirteen.
Dylan may have had mixed feelings about the show ring, but there was no doubt he loved coursing and racing. His over-the-top exuberance made him a challenge to walk to starting lines and he was responsible for a few “face plants” over the years.
Sun loving Californians, Dylan and Alister
DC Jihad Passion of Dunkeld, FCH, ORC, GRC, VC
September 29, 1995 to May 5, 2002
New champion Liath
Holloway Photo
Liath came to live with us only after her breeder grew tired of listening to me beg for her. She was my shadow and a delightful one at that. She was a joy to watch move and her grace, beauty and kindness were constant.
She and Dylan formed a close bond and could often be found sharing the same dog bed or simply keeping company. Liath lived a full life and died suddenly, unexpectedly and apparently painlessly of heart failure. My thanks to Peter Baltzer for sharing this special girl.
Brier and Liath airborne at an ASFA II lure course
Photo Rick Dodd
A picture of beauty with eyes to melt your heart
Alister of Caber Feidh, SC, ORC, GRC
July 12, 1993 to July 31, 1999
Alister came to help grow out his brother, Dylan, and stayed forever. This boy was a serious couch potato as he grew older. Although lure coursing and racing were not really his thing, he graciously accommodated us and became a competent racer. His natural friendliness could not be overcome at lure coursing and he invariably stopped mid-field to greet the judges. Not surprisingly, his lure coursing career was not a long one.
Ali at the beach
Caber Feidh’s Dylan and Alister
Forteviot Geordie, TD
June 15, 2000 to Summer 2003
Geordie was the only surviving puppy from Dylan and Brier's small litter. He was a delightful boy who enjoyed hanging around with his sire when he visited. He inherited his parents’ love of coursing and racing and won the SDCA National AKC Lure Course in 2002. Geordie was owned and dearly loved by my good friend Cari Bowe who trained him as a Therapy Dog.
Geordie/Dogzilla 4 months
Geordie 6 months
Sindar Andrew
September 12, 1992 to January 1, 1994
Andrew was our first deerhound. He was a wonderful introduction to deerhounds with his charming personality and naughty puppy ways. He was an experienced landscaper with a definite artistic bent. Second only to his love of landscaping was his love of hoarding. His hoarding choices were a mixed bag, including, not unexpectedly, garden tools (oh for an opposable thumb), a large stash of small plastic seedling pots and assorted shoes. Considering that he had only four feet and rarely wore shoes, Andrew's shoe collection was exceptional.
Andrew plans a new garden design