A little
about me: I live with my "just can't retire" spouse,
3 German Shepherd Dogs and a cat. I am a jeweler and have been
involved in the sales, manufacture and repair of fine jewelry since 1983,
first as a pawnbroker, then as an independent jeweler.
I closed my
brick & mortar store in 2002 when it became evident that the injuries
I sustained in an auto accident prevented me from devoting the necessary
time and energy required to run a retail store. I still make, repair
and sell fine jewelry. Now the hours are flexible and I have time for my
family, and when they have their way, there is never a dull
moment!
My other job: "Nosy Dogs", (www.nosydogs.com) privately contracted K-9 narcotics and
explosives detection. My first German Shepherd Dog was Sasha.
She was trained for police/patrol and since I wanted a dog to protect
me at the jewelry store, she was perfect for me. We later trained and
certified as a narcotics detection K-9 team. I bred her and
kept and trained 2 male pups, Jaeger and STUKA. They are both also
certified detection K-9's, Jaeger in narcotics detection, STUKA in
explosives detection.
 Jaeger, Sasha,
STUKA
"They are your friend, your partner, your
defender, your dog.
You are their life, their love, their
leader.
They will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of
their heart.
You owe it to them to be worthy of such
devotion."
A Tribute to
Harko
Harko, the proud old retired
Police/Narcotics Detection K-9, that I adopted December 1, 2003, died on
July 15, 2005. He was 14-16 years old. After 10 years of faithful service
as one of the best police narcotic detection dogs in West Virginia, he was
retired. Sadly, he was rejected and abandoned by the K-9 officer he
served. He was taken in by the kennel who originally trained him, to keep
him from being put down. When I adopted him later that year, he was still
in terrible physical condition, but his spirit was strong. My veterinarian
checked him out and discovered masses in his abdomen. Surgery resulted in
removal of his spleen. He had malignant splenic hemangiosarcoma, a fast
growing cancer,with a survival time of 19 - 65 days after surgery.
Amazingly, he beat the odds, and completely recovered from this cancer,
and regained his strength. But by December 2004, he was showing signs of
weakness in his hind legs. His luck was taking a turn for the worse; he
had CDRM, or DM (degenerative myleopathy), a disease for which there is no
cure to date. The last six months were difficult. The disease progresses
then stops for a few weeks, giving hope, only to progress again - a
constant "see-saw" of emotions, of good times and bad. Regular acupuncture
treatments and herbs helped significantly until the last few months. He
fought it to the end, happy and loving, with his amazing drive to play,
the same unquenchable drive that made him such an exceptional working dog.
My kids
No new feline family members
lately, Whoodleyman is the only one left.
Sasha
 Jaeger,
STUKA STUKA
 Sasha  Pouncequick and Grumbletough (gone to the bridge)  Evelyn (me) &
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