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PAST
...When I
was little, I always had a dream to have a DOG in our family. I
was like crazy about dogs. I would read books about dogs and
look at pictures of different breeds for hours and hours. Then I
was told that there is no way to accommodate a dog in our little
apartment… I was just crushed.
Then came a day when I, as a student at the University, finally
gave up on my dream. I decided that my life is so busy, I won`t
take a puppy – and what do you know!? – the very next day I
already had one!! He just sat behind my door on the fourth floor
and when I asked people about this little puppy they didn`t know
anything...I put some messages to the door and waited for
someone...Nobody came. So I started to call him Cliff and our
common journey was on its way. Cliff was a little brave dog,
quite brattish and impish but lovely. We lived together 7 years
and I never forget him. He was to me like a first child who
taught me very many things...
When Cliff got lost I decided to take a puppy from the dog
orphanage. It was Christmas time and five little black unhappy
puppies were waiting for their lives to change for the better...
Her name was Muska and the time together with her is a very
black page in my dog-life history. Muska and her siblings were
caught from a forsaken slum somewhere in the suburbs of Tallinn,
I never got to know who were her parents etc. She was very-very
shy and shocked when she got home. Just sat under the bed and
moved around fearfully. After some time she got more courageous
and everything seemed good. But only seemed... We went to the
puppy school with her and did what we could do but Muska started
to assail...mostly children and men... She found out how to
escape and stroke down neighbour’s chicken... We tried to do
what people usually do. Teach her. Talk to dogs trainers. But
nothing helped... Now I know how to put it - we didn`t know how
to help her and ourselves. It`s the most painful remembrance in
my life - we sent her over the rainbow bridge... Nothing
palliate... We gave the promise - no one dog never in our life
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PRESENT
After some
time there were already an Old English Sheepdog and four Clumber
Spaniel in our „herd“. Since autumn 2008 we live in the small
village called Tõhelgi and situated 25 kilometers from capital
of Estonia. There are three horses in our place as well.
Our small
hobby-kennel was registred in april 2008. We called it Arctia
Caja. The origins of the name of our kennel is a latin name of
one butterfly species larva common in Estonia, garden tiger in
English. It’s called päevakoer – dog of the sun – in Estonian.
According to a legend in Estonian mythology, the spirit of a
dead dog will turn into this funny little furry fellow and come
back to have a look at its former playgrounds.
I work as a
teacher in
Waldorfscool and give painting
classes for adults. I`m graduated Hungarian culture and language
at Tartu University and have studied fine art at Art University
of Estonia. (My
paintings)
I have took
courses about obedience and agility for dogs and the horses
psychology and mind held by Lucy Rees. Lucy has studied zoology,
neurophysiology and behavioral science. She has worked with
totally wild horses, polo ponies, show jumpers etc. She comes
from England but now she lives in Spain and her everyday work is
to “train” “problem” horses.
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