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12.6.1996- 12.9.2007
Eleven Precious Years
We're lost without you, Hoovie. PLEASE visit "Sweet Memories" for Owen's Memorial.
* click here for Owen's testing*
* click here for Owen's pedigree*
* click here to see some of Owen's relatives*
* click here to see Owen on the Mastiff Longevity Project page*
Owen was born in December of 1996; three days after my own birthday in fact.
I had wanted a mastiff of my own for a few years; ever since meeting an abandoned brindle mastiff named Goldie who was found and brought to a clinic I worked at in Chicago. The old girl had been left in a basement and the people had moved without telling anyone she was there. The new owners of the home arrived a few days later from out of state; to move in; and found Goldie in the basement with no more food or water. She had a raging cellulitis and infected hock and could hardly walk. She had been abandoned and was hungry and thirsty. And she came shuffling in to the clinic...tail wagging.
She was both the largest and the gentlest dog I had ever laid eyes on. We all marvelled at her; at how stoicly she handled the treatments we performed on her for so long; and at how fate had done it's job in making the connection between her and these new people; the people who bought "her" house ( white collar business people who wore expensive clothes and had no pets or children). Before they even got her to our clinic, they had decided they wanted to have her forever.
It would be years before mastiffs even crossed my mind again; after moving out of an apartment into a house with a nice yard.
The second time I saw a mastiff, I was driving home from work with a case of dog food on the back dashboard of my car. I saw a pretty girl walking a HUGE tan thing. I was staring at her and driving along
when suddenly BANG! I rear ended the guy in front of me! The dog food came flying up at me and konked me in the head. When the police arrived, we both discovered that I was driving on an expired license.
But I digress! Anyway, this big tan thing was a mastiff; and after the smoke cleared I did get to talk to his owner and she invited me to bring my hubby over to their home and meet him too. Ron wasn't exactly as interested as I was in this little visit; but I knew once he got his hands on one of these dogs, he would want one too.
Ron liked the dog alot. Pretty soon he was talking about mastiffs alot. Pretty soon we had "the" talk. We talked about how nice it might be to have a squishy one of our own; and for our shepherd mix Huckleberry to have a brother.
So the search for Owen began.
I did alot of research; we visited this breeder and that breeder, here and there. The breeder that we were most impressed with was Nancy Pitas ( and her husband, John) of Brookside Mastiffs in Attleboro, Ma.
The day we went to visit for the first time I think we were there for at least four hours. We were stunned by the hugeness and the gentleness of her dogs, who sat next to us on the couch as if they were people , listening to the conversation. I'll never forget the PUPPIES she had there that day; to this day I've never seen puppies more gorgeous than those puppies.
Nancy was the kind of breeder that was ideal for first time mastiff owner. She was very open and informative, and didn't sugar coat anything. She made sure we were okay with the drool, shedding, snoring,gas passing, financial commitment etc. that come along with our giant friends. When we left that day, we weren't sure if we had "passed" the test; as she would not commit to putting us on her Puppy List.
When we finally were put on it, we were soo excited. We counted the days til Owen would be born. We had a white board at work, and up in the corner we kept a little "D.T.O Counter". ( Days Til Owen).
Owen was a large and luscious baby. I don't remember him going through any awkward teens but rather always being gorgeous. However when I look back at teen photos of him , I can see that he had the same rough periods that all mastiffs have! He turned out wonderfully though; and as our first show dog and first mastiff; he has excelled in our eyes and in the eyes of many of our colleagues.
I owner handled him to his CH title with fairly limited showing. His sister Brookside's Lilith was a carbon copy of him ; and John Pitas handled anf finished her at the same show! We had their CH photo taken together; what a memorable day that was.
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11 Years Old
Twilight falls on Owen's last day in the sunny grass.
sweet old bear...
Owen enjoys his 11th Birthday cake.
Circus peanuts were among his favorite treats.
A week before turning 11, Owen chews on a big old cow leg in the yard.
Licking his lips fron the bone chewing..
Owen looking down the driveway.
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Owen at 10.5 years old!
Patience feeling guilty of having picked the tomatoes; while Owen knows he's well within his rights to have done so!
A game of tug. Owen tries to put his weight into it. The bitch ALWAYS wins, Owen!
Cute old guy! Owen has a tremendous and wide front.
Owen at 10.5 years old, after a bath.
He still loves his Bungee Dog toy...never too old for toys!
Here he is bringing a "gift" to daddy, who just got home from work.
Cute old head!!
Even though he's VERY hungry, Owen lets the Birthday Girl have her biscuit first.
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Fourth of July 2007
July 2007; (date on photo is not correct)
"We endure indignities such as these
with grandeur and good nature."
-Owen and Patience
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Oh, Joy, it's Christmastime!
2007
Owen's Last Christmas Photo
Patience Gives the Gift Of Love
Bah, Humbug.
Owen, Maggie and Huck again.
Owen, 2003.
2 years old. THRILLED beyond WORDS.
Owen, Maggie, and Huck.
Owen and Patience; "Baby's First Christmas".
Patience 18 mos. old.
Owen 10.
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Watch Owen Grow!
8 weeks old and 29 pounds of squishy love!! :)
8 weeks old, first day at the beach!
He's about a year old here.
17 months here.
Just so handsome!
Owen, around six in this photo.
Sharing the bed with Maggie, our blind mini schnauzer. We miss you, Mag!
Wearing his pony blanket during a snowstorm.
Owen, 7 years old with his best brother, Huck.
Best Buddies, Huck and Owen.
Getting ready to start his "mastiff soccer" game.
Checking our Patience a little further. Even then, her butt was irresistable!
Meeting Patience, the day we brought her home!
Awww. Owen sleeping while Patience is working on destroying some toys.
Owen and Maggie. ( in the background )
The Big O. and the Baby P.!
Owen, Daddy, And Young Miss Patience. January, 2006.
Mr. Couch Potato!
Owen uses Patience's butt as a pillow. Patience is tired after having destroyed a toy and left the fluffings around as evidence.
10 years old; with his proud daddy, Ron.
Digging in!!
Daddy helping Owen test the icing. Owen was afraid to dig in without permission. He is so polite!
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1997-1998 Show Photos
Owen was 9 months old in this photo.
he had some points already at this time but I am not sure how many. I do think the entry here was pretty nice; as it is the only RW picture we have.
Owen and the beautiful Lilith (owned and bred by Nancy and John Pitas).
A dynamic duo, this brother and sister combo won their championships on the same day!
Owen was shown once as a Special , in this photo.
He was 21 months old.
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