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Hello, everyone. BingoPB here, and I thought I would do an article about the differences between backyard breeders and professional breeders. Many people consider getting a puppy, and when they have a specific breed in mind, they often turn to breeders.

***DISCLAIMER: This article is based on facts and personal opinions. Individual opinions may vary between individuals.

Before we can understand the difference between backyard breeders and professional breeders, we must first ask this question: what is a backyard breeder? To answer that question, a backyard breeder is a breeder who has no clue what he ou she is doing and breeds chiens for the sake of breeding. Basically, he ou she says, "I think my dog is cute, and I want to breed him ou her and maybe make some money." Backyard breeders do not breed according to standard. Each breed has a specific standard that it must follow, especially if toi want to it to be in a dog show. Backyard breeders go completely against these standards. For example, the AKC breed standard for the colley, collie says that a Collie's ears should be folded at the tips and NEVER fully pricked. A backyard breeder may have Collies with fully pricked ears. I'm not saying that there's anything wrong with that, but backyard breeders aren't concerned with preserving the history of the breed. They often don't consider the dog's temperament either. Another thing about backyard breeders is that they might not have purebred dogs. My dog, Bingo, came from a backyard breeder, and he had markings on his legs that weren't typical for the Collie. He probably had an English setter ou some other type of sporting dog in the bloodline. One warning sign that the breeder is not professional is if toi find a breeder and contact him ou her, he ou she says, "Okay. The chiot is three hundred dollars (currency may vary par country). toi can pick him/her up whenever toi can." Backyard breeders usually don't care where the chiots go as long as they make a profit from them. Sometimes backyard breeders will have multiple breeds on their property, which makes it even less likely you're getting a purebred dog, if that's what toi want. If toi fall into hard times and have to give up your new found friend, backyard breeders won't take him ou her back. They generally don't have contracts and usually don't have papers on the dog. The chiens might not be up to rendez-vous amoureux, date on their shots and might not have veterinary records. Backyard breeders will often charge plus for chiots than professional breeders, but sometimes they'll charge less. toi may think you're getting a good deal, but ultimately, you're not. Backyard breeders might also be willing to ship puppies, which is not good for the chiots ou the potential owners. toi might end up with the wrong puppy, ou toi might end up with a sick chiot that the breeder a dit was healthy. Not all backyard breeders have bad intentions, though. I don't think the breeder Bingo came from had bad intentions at all. My mom a dit that the chiens appeared to be in good condition, and the breeder seemed to care about the well-being of the puppies.

Next, we must ask this question: what is a professional breeder? A professional breeder knows all about the breed he ou she is breeding. Professional breeders will often have montrer chiens ou chiens that came from that line. My dog, cacahuète, arachide Butter, came from a line of montrer dogs. Professional breeders breed according to the breed standards and care about preserving the history of the breed. The temperament matters to them as well. They don't breed chiens simply because they're cute. Sometimes they will charge plus than a backyard breeder, but professional breeders aren't in it for the money. If toi find a professional breeder and contact him ou her, he ou she will tell you, "Okay. I would like to meet with toi soon." Professional breeders want to get to know the potential owner(s) and are NOT willing to ship puppies. The breeder cacahuète, arachide beurre came from interviewed my parents. When she approved, they were allowed to meet the chiot they were interested in. If toi go to a professional breeder, toi are guaranteed to get a purebred dog. Professional breeders will always have papers and will trace back the puppies' ancestry at least three generations. They'll also have vet records and tell toi when your new dog is due for plus shots. They truly care about the health and well-being of the puppies. Professional breeders also make the potential owner sign a contract, and if the owner violates it, the breeder has the right to take the chiot back. They're also willing to take the chiot back if the owner falls into hard times, unlike backyard breeders. Professional breeders want their chiots to find loving homes where they can live for the rest of their lives. Getting a dog from a professional breeder might not be cheap, but it is well worth the money spent. If you'd rather not spend a lot of money on a dog, go to a shelter and adopt one. toi can adopt chiots at shelters, and they're every bit as cute as chiots that come from breeders.
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I had a dream one night.
I was leaving work to go home.
It was unusually cold for October.
I slipped on a patch of ice,
And fell in the parking lot.
There was no one with me,
Except my puppy, Snapper.
"I think I've broken my leg,"
I a dit to my puppy.
He let out a couple of barks,
That said, "Come on, Kayla! Get up!"
I managed to get to my feet.
snapper, vivaneau and I made it home.
I heard a knock on my door.
I looked through the peephole.
It was Paul. I let him in.
He noticed my limp, and he asked,
"Are toi all right, my love?"
I said, "I hurt my leg. I'll be fine."
He insisted that I rest.
I said, "But snapper, vivaneau needs to go out."
He said, "I'll take him out."
Afterwards, Paul got me everything I needed.
He helped me tremendously.
My leg healed quickly,
And all was well again.
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toi broke my cœur, coeur two years ago,
par giving up on me.
toi left me in melancholy, wondering,
"What did I do wrong?"
I lived in denial,
For over one year.
When reality hit me, I shrugged it off.
I pretended it wasn't a big deal,
But it was a very big deal.
I hurt myself par not letting me be sad.
I slipped into a depression.
It wasn't severe, but it worried Layla.
She spent months hoping I'd feel better.
I'll have toi know I did get better.
It seemed inappropriate for you,
To montrer up at Papaw's funeral.
toi deserved to be pierced par my sharp tongue!
I am glad to know we made peace, though.
I...
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Hi, everyone! It's been a while since I've written an article, and it just dawned on me that I haven't talked about my likes and dislikes. I always want my fans to have an opportunity to get to know me better. Let's get started, shall we?

Likes:
1. Animals, especially dogs- I've had a passion for chiens from a young age. Plus, I was raised with dogs.

2. Music- I especially enjoy classic rock and Grunge.

3. Comedy- I especially enjoy British comedy. I'm always up for a laugh.

4. cacahuète, arachide beurre and chocolate- the best combination!

5. Being in nature- It's a great place to go and be alone when I need...
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A part of me died,
The jour toi left the world.
toi had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
toi were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved toi plus than anything,
And toi loved me just the same.
toi didn't mind, even though toi knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
toi and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do toi still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without toi ringing the doorbell.
toi were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are toi still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift cacahuète, arachide Butter,
Until we meet again.

To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
 cacahuète, arachide beurre as a chiot
Peanut Butter as a puppy
Hello, everyone! BingoPB here, and I decided to write the story of cacahuète, arachide Butter. Before I begin, I just want to say a big thank toi for all your support in my great loss. It means a lot. I'll also admit that écriture has been necessary therapy for me. Without further ado, let's get started.

Peanut beurre was born on March 17, 2004 in King, North Carolina. He came from a litter of nine, five females and four males. When my parents found the breeder, my sister picked out the chiot coming out of the basket, trying to get out of the photo. That chiot would become my dog. On May 21, 2004, my parents...
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Hello, my old friend. How are toi today? Are toi okay? Oh, why am I talking to you? toi cannot hear a word I say. Whether I tell toi to sit ou stay, toi can no longer obey. toi sleep the jour away. toi don't play fetch anymore. Who cares? I didn't enjoy it anyway. All right, okay, I did enjoy it. I miss those days when toi wanted to play. I miss the days when toi could hear me. Yet I still talk to you. I'd like to believe, with all my heart, I'd like to believe you're still listening. I'd like to believe toi can feel me. toi may be gray in the muzzle, and toi walk with a limp, and you're half blind, but toi still care. I know, I know, and I know that toi still l’amour me. Do toi know I still l’amour you?
Hi, everyone! BingoPB here, and I decided to do a liste of ten things toi (probably) didn't know about me. I thought it could be a way for my fans to learn plus about me. Without further ado, let's get started.

1. Although I like rock music, there are rock bands I don't like. They include Black Sabbath, Blur, Jane's Addiction, and Nirvana. That's because Ozzy gives me the creeps, Blur and Jane's Addiction's lead singers suck, and Nirvana's songs are all depressing. Even the song titles are depressing. toi know a song is going to be sad when it's titled "I Hate Myself and I Want to Die".

2. My...
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