Golden Doodles have between 4-12 puppies per litter. Second & 3rd litters tend to be larger than first litters. A female dog is fertile from between 6-9 months of age. Registered breeders won't breed any
witch before 2 years though. Indeed with large dogs they may wait till 3 or 4 because at that stage the dog is fully mature, large enough & with enough bone density & iron to withstand the gestation unharmed.Allowing a 7-8 month old puppy have puppies is akin to letting an eleven year old have a baby. Again something I'm sure they'd do if they could get away with it.
So if she gets 2-3
witches she could be pumping puppies out at a rate of between 12- 24 p/a within the first year. Split the difference on price and say they sell 20 pups at an average of 2,500 each. That's 50 grand Net. If they don't spend much on food, meds & kennels they could clear 40k less the initial cost of the dogs just the first year. No regs to tell them they can't do it on the cheap after all.
You know I did not believe I could think any less of this family of fundie fiddlers than I already did but they just keep dropping the bar again.
I recently rescued my lovely little (OK he's huge but he's still a baby) American Staffy pup from a puppy farm. He was the runt of a litter of 7 which had been ripped from their Ma & thrown in a concrete pen with a chain link fence, had adult dry dog food dumped over the fence once a day and a bucket filled with water using a hose shoved through the fencing. Which was also how they cleaned the cell.
He weighed just over half of what a 12 week old AmStaff ought to weigh. He was bitten all over by the other pups who used to beat him up for food. He was terrified of everything & everyone. Especially men. He had a broken rib. He was completely shut down. He didn't whimper, bark or growl. He shook all over. He couldn't meet anyone's eye. (Except mine. Oddly he came to me as soon as I kissed at him through the chain link fencing & as soon as I plucked him from the ground in that pen he snuggled into the crook of my arm & stayed there.)
His tail was permanently tucked so far between his legs it touched his emaciated little belly. He had never seen grass. He didn't know what trees or flowers were. Birds singing terrified him. He thought every time he saw his own reflection in a window or my stainless steel fridge that it was one of his siblings come back to attack him and he'd cower behind my legs.
He is 7 months old last week and I have finally got him over all of that by dint of spending every day & night noting what his triggers are and gradually exposing him to them in a non-threatening, praise based training programme and a complete re-feeding programme. For the first week I carried him everywhere in a baby sling I wore as I seemed to be the only thing he wasn't afraid of.
The misery this
witch will cause those poor bloody animals in an unregulated state is too awful for me to contemplate.
Oh - this is Tanqueray Lord Sniffer Jones today. And front right - in the concentration camp I liberated him from.
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i imagine the sisters and nieces are closer to Jana than Michelle “joyfully available whilst ignoring my kids” Duggar
