It was just before sunrise when I woke to the sound of a wine bottle falling from my
nightstand.
I got carefully up, fumbling for the bottle. "It must have rained last night",
I thought to myself as I made my way to the kitchen. I had planned this day
carefully.
The dream I had had for years was finally coming true. There was no return.
Tonight my new life would begin.
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Before I sat behind the wheel I thought about my decision, how self-evident it had
been. Picture of the black
long-haired dog that had made an everlasting impression on me when I
was studying in Harju came back to my mind. How much pleasure she had given
to us all when she ran free around the grounds.
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A few hours later I arrived at Marjaana's - and it wasn't
long before a black hair ball came running to me.
The loveliest almond-shaped eyes were looking at me. I thought to myself: "This is the
one, I hope it's a girl." A
quick look and our journey together began.
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The dog grew up to be a cat-loving belgian called Taikurin Dimirka,
a.k.a. Mirka.
"Lady, lady?" was a frequent
call behind my door when children came to get Mirka to run or to
play with them. Somebody once asked how I could give my dog to the
children. It hadn't even occured to me that a belgian could be
reserved.
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We didn't do much training with Mirka. My shifts wouldn't
allow us to attend any courses, but also my own inefficiency had
something to do with it.
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Mirka entered a few shows over the years.
My enthusiasm grew with success - what could I give to this breed?
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Over the years Mirka had three litters. The first one was Taikurin
litter H with Elosalaman Royal as the sire. In the late 1980's a young
male called Uriel de la Seravenne was brought to Finland, he was
recommended for Mirka. Uriel was the father of Mustantuulen litters A
and B.
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From the age of 7 until her death at
13 Mirka lived at Anna Katainen's. My cattle dog took over the pack
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I keep this gorgeous girlish
bitch in mind when I think about my breeding goals.
I think a dog should be manageable by anyone.
"You can't force a hobby,
cooperation is at its best in perfect harmony".
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