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CURRENT LITTER AVAILABLE - WHELPED DECEMBER 25, 2007

KIPMIK puppies are carefully raised in our home with lots and lots of TLC, and remain in this environment until they are ready for their new homes.  This constant interaction with people ensures the best success for healthy people interaction throughout their lives.  Puppies do not leave KIPMIK until they are at least eight weeks of age, during which time they are introduced to a variety of people and other dogs, along with changes in environment. Early socialization is crucial to their development as happy, confident adult dogs. All parents are certified clear for eyes, hips and ChD, and every breeding is carefully planned to ensure a quality litter.  Show quality puppies are chosen first, and pet puppies are placed on the basis of suitability for their new home and their new life.

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ZAK & KIARA
One Boy / Four Girls - Born December 8, 2003
ZAK & EKO
Three Boys / Four Girls - Born February 26, 2003
KAZ & KALI
Two Boys / One Girl - Born August 30, 2002
KOBUK & EKO
Three Girls - Born March 14, 2002

One More Dog
Author Unknown

One dog is no trouble, and two are so funny,
The third one is easy, the fourth one's a honey,
The fifth is delightful, the sixth one's a breeze -
You find you can live with a houseful, with ease.

So how 'bout another? Would you really dare?
They're really quite easy, but Oh Lord, the hair!
With dogs on the sofa and dogs on the bed
And crates in the kitchen - it's no bother, you said.

They're really no trouble. Their manners are great.
What's just one more dog and one more little crate?
The sofa is hairy. The windows are crusty.
The floor is all foootprints. The furniture's dusty.

The housekeeping suffers but what do you care?
Who minds a few noseprints and a little more hair?
So let's keep a puppy. You can always find room
And a little more time for the dust cloth and broom.

There's hardly a limit to the dogs you can add.
The thought of a cutback sure makes you feel sad.
Each one is special, so useful, so funny.
The food bill grows larger. You owe the vet money.

Your folks never visit. Few friends come to stay,
Except other dog folks who live the same way.
Your lawn has now died and our shrubs are dead, too.
Your weekends are busy. You're off with your crew.

There's dog food and vitamins, training and shots,
And entries and travel and motels which cost lots.
Is it worth it you wonder? Are you caught in a trap?
Then that favorite comes up and climbs in your lap.

His look says you're special and you know that you will
Keep all the critters in spite of the bill.
Some just for showing, and some just to breed,
And some just for loving - they all fill a need.

Winter is a hassle but the dogs love it true,
And they must have their walks although you're numb and blue.
Late evening is awful - you scream and you shout
At the dogs on the sofa who refuse to go out.

The dogs and the dog shows, the travel, the thrills.
The work and the worry, the pressure, the bills.
The whole thing seems worth it. The dogs are your life.
They're charming and funny and offset the strife.

Your lifestyle has changed. Things just won't be the same.
Yes those dogs are addictive - and so's the dog game!