September 04, 2018


There is no legal definition for the term "puppymill".

The term "puppymill" is a phrase coined by animal rights activists and supporters against anyone who breeds dogs, regardless of the care the animals receive. The name-calling is a means to turn the unknowing public against all dog breeders and to raise endless funds for continuous propaganda and money-making schemes by animal rights activists and organizations.

There is a difference between professional kennels and sub-standard kennels.

Professional breeders operate legal kennels, licensed by the state department of agriculture as well as USDA, and meet or exceed all guidelines pertaining to the health, care and well-being of their animals. They are active members in good standing of state associations, attend seminars, and earn continuing education hours for lectures on such topics as pre-natal and post-natal care, nutrition, health care, socialization, grooming, kennel management, tax preparation, ventilation, incubation and reproduction.

Substandard kennels are illegal, unlicensed facilities that produce animals with no regards to their health and well-being.

No one supports neglect or abuse of animals. Calling legal, licensed, professional breeders "puppymills" and claiming that they abuse their animals is grossly unfair and unjust, and is not acceptable.

The term "puppymill" is a derogatory word used by animal rights activists and supporters against anyone who breeds dogs, and is no more acceptable than using slur names for those of different ethnic backgrounds. It is as degrading and offensive to professional breeders to call them "puppymills" as it is to call our fellow man slur names. It is not socially acceptable to call our fellow man names, nor is it acceptable to call breeders slur names.

We ask that you refrain from using the term "puppymill", and that you correct others that use the term to describe dog breeders. Animal rights activists use the term to garner support for fundraising, and those funds are being used to eliminate all agriculture, use and enjoyment of animals. Please help us to stop the spread of animal rights issues. Let's all begin by eliminating the term "puppymill" from our vocabulary.

Karen Strange, President & Lobbyist

Don't be a joy stealer

by Connie Cleveland

On the occasion of my tenth anniversary, my husband asked me how I
wanted to celebrate. I asked that we take a very dear friend, my adopted
grandmother and one of the greatest of all the great southern ladies, out to dinner
with us.
At dinner, my husband, Brian, presented me with a diamond ring. It was
gorgeous and I was speechless, but even as I thanked him, I worried
about the expense and extravagance of such a gift. As if he knew that the
next line belonged to my grandmother, my husband excused himself from the
table. He was barely out of sight when she reached across the table and
grabbed me by the shoulder, "I know what you're thinking, I know you think he
couldn't afford it and it's too extravagant. I don't care if he had to put a
second mortgage on the house to buy it, don't you steal his joy! It's
beautiful. Accept it as the token of his love that it is and say nothing about
how he shouldn't have bought it for you." Then she repeated, "Don't you dare
steal his joy!"

That was the end of the conversation. She sat back in her seat,
smiled at my returning husband, and we had a lovely dinner. I took her advice and
put my reservations out of my mind. The ring has never come off my finger, but
most importantly, I learned a wonderfully important lesson, never to steal
another man's joy.

Are you a joy stealer?

"You know if my dog hadn't gone down on the sit, I would have won the
class", said, unfeelingly, to the winner. "I sure didn't think your dog worked that high a score." "I can't believe you placed, I thought Jane Oneup and her dog would
beat you."
"I thought I had that class won! My dog had a great performance, " said to the winner.
"Isn't that judge an idiot? I can't believe the dogs he put up!" said to the winner.
"Boy, aren't you glad Mrs Winallthetime wasn't here today or you might not have won."
"You passed that Master test because the water blind was so easy."
"That was the stupidest set of water marks I've ever seen. No trial should end that easily," said to the winner.

Do you discourage or encourage fellow competitors? Do you tell them their goals are too lofty and their dreams too big? Are you trying to be helpful or trying to keep them from accomplishing something that you never had the ability or perseverance to do yourself? It is equally as harmful to steal joy by destroying the dream.

"No Basset Hounds get UD's," said to the owner of the Bassett in Utility class.

"I've never seen a Rottweiler that could do fronts and finishes", said to the owner of the Rottweiler practicing fronts and finishes.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to get a UD and a Master Hunter? Do you know how few people have ever done it?" said to the first time dog owner setting out to do both.

When FC AFC OTCH Law Abiding Ezra had both his field championships and 65
OTCH points including all the necessary first places, someone had the guts
to come up to me, his owner, trainer and handler and say, "No dog will ever
be a field champion and an obedience champion." My jaw drops when I think
about it. Isn't it unfortunate that I remember this attempt at stealing my
joy much more than I remember all the cards and letters and congratulations
I received when those last 35 points were earned?

If you are willing to destroy someone's dream, perhaps you don't realize
that it is the JOY of pursuing the dream that keeps the dreamer motivated,
not just reaching the accomplishment.

My husband and I travel and compete together. I remember an event, early in
our relationship when I watched his Doberman fail articles. "Darn it, " I said, as he came out of the ring," she didn't even try to find the right one!" "Oh", he replied, "but, weren't her heeling and signals wonderful?"

Unknowingly, I had almost stolen his joy. He was celebrating the improvement on the exercise that had been giving him trouble, and I was focused on the failure. Since that experience, Brian and I have learned that the best response to a questionable performance, "What did you think?" That way, if the handler is excited about some aspect of the performance, you can share that excitement. If the handler is disappointed in another aspect, you can share the disappointment. You are safely removed from being a joy stealer.

I hope you have a lot of dreams and goals for your dogs in (the coming year). Undoubtedly there will be moments of disappointment as you venture through the landmines of injury, failures and other setbacks. Remember that the joy of the journey is worth the difficulties along the way and don't let anyone steal that joy. Guard it well and at he end of the road you can own it and revel in it with all the other memories of the trip.

January 24, 2016

Wow, it's been a while!

I just noticed how long it's been since you've heard from Kaos Siberians.

There have been a LOT of changes here.  Ryder, Frosty, Satinka, and Robin are still here.  Ice is off doing whatever he's decided to do over the Rainbow Bridge; letting him go was rough but it was time.

We added a new furry family member, Smokey.
Smokey is a Great Pyrenees that we met at Animal Friends of the Valley and fell in love with.  With minimal research into the breed, we brought him home.  The first few weeks I wondered if I'd made a horrible mistake.  But over the last few months, he's become part of the pack.  Smokey and I are taking some basic obedience classes at PetSmart and we're looking forward to moving forward with CGC and therapy dog certifications as well as doing some training to start competing in Rally Obedience.  He's a smart boy and much more eager to please than a Siberian!  

We haven't been in the show ring, except when Maskarade Siberians has dragged us out to help her when she's in Southern California, but we're considering a return there too with a new puppy later this year or next year.

Right now I'm just going to school, staring a new job and spending time with my crew who are, with the exception of Smokey, all senior dogs now and all kinda calm and mellow.  Every day with them is a gift and I'm not going to miss a minute of it. 

January 27, 2014

Checking in

It's been a while, hasn't it?  So much has changed in my life, almost all of it has been good change for me.  If you've missed the changes, I'm divorced, living with only five dogs and have returned to school part time to finish my bachelor's degree.  Those are the highlights.

And it seems, I've gotten complacent about how Siberians behave.  Saturday morning I left the back door into the dog area open so the dogs could laze around inside.  I heard a weird sound, hollered from the bedroom and it eventually stopped.  So I went back to sleep. Because quiet Siberian Huskies are sleeping Siberian Huskies, right?

Nope.  As it turns out they had decided it was time to explore the garage.  The garage "path" to the yard for them is formed with an expen; just an expen.  So, they opened the end and went into the "unpacked" area.  Frosty found (or someone found, but Frosty had it when I got up) a bottle of fish oil I was certain I had but couldn't find.  It's a little misshapen and has some holes in it but hey, I have fish oil for them now.  That explains the weird rattling noise.

And then I couldn't find Robin.  So I wandered out to the garage.  She was perched on top of an unstable stack of boxes waiting for me to come rescue her.  I was really tempted to let her stay there and see how long it took her to reverse course, but with the broken foot and all, I really didn't want to stand there.  So I rescued her.

Yep, it seems that they've lulled me into that false sense of security that experienced Siberian Husky owners know and dread.

And the adventure continues!

December 09, 2012

Catching up

It's been a little over two years since I've checked in here...two years in which a lot has changed.

I haven't been active in the show ring in a little over two years now, first finances then divorce.  Things change and after I finish figuring out what my new life is going to look like, I hope to be back in the ring.  We've placed some of the dogs, other dogs are staying with friends and have kept some of them. 

Max, Aleska and Katie are off living their life of luxury with Grandma Sharon.  Tipton and Sage are living down in Long Beach, terrorizing the neighboring cats and small dogs who venture too close and driving their new family nuts.  Robin is up visiting Aunt Lori and may go visit Maskarade for a bit.  Emmy and Satinka are *gasp* learning to live outside, in a dog run...and Ice keeps them company most of the time.  Ryder and Frosty, of course, are still spoiled house dogs and like it that way.

In a few months, I'm hoping to be moved into my own place where Satinka and Emmy can lounge on the sofas again...but first things first, right?

I kinda miss the shows, but then, as I sit here on a peaceful Sunday afternoon not packing up to drive home, exhausted I don't.  I think when I start showing again it's going to be on a much more limited basis. 

My glass is all packed and in storage.  That sucks.  But again, it's not gone's just stored for now. 

That's it in a nutshell!  Kaos is still Kaos and each day brings new and different challenges. 

August 09, 2011

What do you mean I don't have Cobalt Blue frit????

Well, what's a gal to do when she doesn't have the color frit that she fell asleep thinking about using? I have Cobalt confetti glass (really thin pieces of broken up blown glass) and a smasher thingie from the kitchen dept...and if you look in the bowl there you'll see it.... FRIT! Frit is really just smushed up glass... I can do that!
So, instead of playing with the frit lace one color at a time, I used some ceramic fiber paper to make 3 channels...then weighted it down with pieces of old kiln shelf. Not ideal, and I have an idea what I need to make a more permanent mold...but I didn't want to spend the 2 hour drive out to Pacific Art Glass to get it, I wanted this in the kiln NOW.

From top to bottom, Cobalt on Lemon Yellow, Cobalt on iridized clear and Cobalt on Reactive Cloud (this one I'm really looking forward to seeing).

I weighted down the top layer of fiber paper so that I had a chance of each color staying in its own place...we'll see how that worked. If these three pieces are at all what I'm hoping for, I think tonight I'll be firing the big kiln!

Frit lace

I've been playing with this for a couple days now...and it's fun. The results are sometimes unexpected and a few have already hit the scrap heap.

This one is a violet and irridized clear frit mix. You can't see the iridescence in the pictures..but it's there. I was going to fuse it onto a piece of clear or white glass so that I could work with it...
But then I set it down on a piece of black cardstock....yeppers...this one is destined for black.
This is just a simple pile of large French Vanilla frit. I wasn't anticipating the marbling...and I LOVE it!!! I'm going to simply fuse it onto a strip of French Vanilla to work with it...and put a couple of pieces of frit in that hole to fill it in. I'm totally in love with the way this experiement turned out.

So much so that I thought I'd start playing with topping the large French Vanilla with some colored this case Olive Green. I love how it looks... And then I turned it over... and THIS is what I was really hoping for. Sometimes you just have to look at things differently, right? I'm going to break off some of those fragile edge pieces to fill in the holes and again, fuse it onto a piece of French Vanilla glass so I can work with it.

There's another experiment in the kiln now... I can't wait to see how they come out!!!

July 28, 2011

Ginkos in glass...part two

Ok, I admit it, I peeked in the kiln, so I had a fair idea this wasn't going to come out quite as planned....

The two leaves that had the Thompsons' stuff had a HUGE bubble over them (the two on the right)...which left the Pearl Ex completely exposed when it pulled back. Now I can brush the powder off. Of course, I could have also maybe used too much Pearl Ex? I'll have to play with that again.

The Simple Solution leaf (far left) has a bubble too. The one that didn't bubble lost all the color in the Pearl Ex and just looks like burned silver leaf. Not the effect I was going for, that's for sure. But the Stamping Medium did the best in the kiln...that or that's the leaf I put the least amount of Pearl Ex on... so many variables.

I'm gonna try again... but this time i'm going to put each leaf in its own glass sammich...that way if one does turn out, the others won't ruin it. This is gonna get cleaned up and go in the scrap drawer for now. I've got other ideas I want to play with!!!

July 26, 2011

Ginkos in glass...

Well, that's what I'm hoping to get... we'll see.

There's a really cool technique that involves sifting glass powders onto leaves that you've made sticky with hair spray or some such stuff, sift powder onto them and then you fuse 'em and get a really cool effect when the leaves burn off in the kiln...Fossil Vitra and I've been dying to play with it. Except I don't have any glass powder (there's a mortal & pestle in my future) and well...I don't own any hairspray. But in this HUGE room of stuff, there's got to be something I can use instead.

So, I pulled down some various sticky mediums, Fuse Master's overglaze glue, glass stamping medium, Dove blending medium and Simple Solution from Dreaming in Color. Yes, I could have grabbed the gum arabic and mixed some up, but I was going for already mixed convenience.

The overglaze glue is nice and sticky and spread nicely out over the leaf. Using a stipple brush (yeah, have a few of those around from the stamping days too) I covered it with Pearl Ex.

Dove Blending medium didn't work on its own, it just beaded up on the dried leaf. On to the sticky as heck glass stamping medium..WOW.. they weren't kidding this stuff needs to be thinned. A few drops of the Dove blending medium thinned it enough to spread over the leaf and it too was covered with pearl ex.

The Simple Solution was by far the easiest to spread on the dried leaf.

Instead of setting this aside to wait for a full kiln, since it involved burning off the various mediums, I'm firing up the baby kiln upstairs.

That, of course, means I need to stay up here and babysit the fusing 'cause this kiln has a manual control (oh, poor me, two kilns and one of 'em is manual). Which means I could start some other projects to fill up the big kiln for a firing!!