Husan Min Ahrar al Maghrib (*27.10.1995)
Text and Photo: Jeannette Oliver
You are the Champion Husan. But you haven't got the Title yet, though you really have deserved it. Many years ago we met for the first time and we liked each other at the, first shot. Then I was very lucky, that you came, with your 7 years of age, to my place and to the then 3 Sloughi girls and to my little crossbred bitch. You got accustomed very quickly, seen many new things and learnt a lot. You are a bright, dear and devoted chap, a sincere and clear character, a true toady and particularly charming to hound-girls, flirting with them in a very amiable and loving way.
But particularly you have shown your phantastic character and your endless patience in the recent months, as your Sloughi-friend presented us with 10 whelps and you were lying with me in front of the whelping box. And how surprised did you look? What is here squeaking? God, what is this?
Through all these weeks as the puppies grew and grew, I often saw that you were haunted by these little bandits, who always wanted to nibble and climb on you, but you would lay down in front of the whelping box and take care of them. If the puppies did something wrong or if they slipped away from the fence you came to fetch me immediately. When they got a few months older, you have always played with them, educated them a little, taught them different things - you took over the figure of an adoptive father. Only please, an hour of sleep at noon must be for you, as being an adoptive father is strenuous, if one is already over 10 years old. But then quickly to the puppies again.
In the recent years you gave me a lot of pleasure particularly the re cent months you made me very proud.
And therefore you are awarded - should have happened already a long time ago -the Title "The Champion of my Heart." |
