11/17/2025
Not All Breeders Are the Same and Thatās the Problem.
I know what most people picture when they hear the word ābreeder.ā
Cages stacked high.
Dogs with matted coats and sad eyes.
Tiny, frail puppies behind wire fencing while some Sarah McLachlan song plays in the background.
And honestlyā¦ it breaks my heart too.
Because those dogs deserve better.
They deserve grass under their paws, sunlight on their faces, and someone who whispers their name with love.
They deserve what I ā¦and so many others like me wake up every day fighting to give.
But somewhere along the way, the word ābreederā got ruined.
It became something people whisper with disgust instead of pride.
And now, every one of us whoās doing it the right way gets painted with the same brush.
The truth isā¦
You canāt lump us all together.
Because some breed for money,
and some breed for purpose.
Some count profits,
and some count heartbeats.
Some skip testing because āitās too expensive,ā and some spend thousands making sure no puppy ever suffers from something preventable.
We run OFAs, DNA panels, hips, hearts, eyes not for bragging rights, but for peace of mind.
Some raise puppies in barns or sheds,
and some raise them in their living rooms ,
in the middle of family chaos,
where babies giggle, vacuums roar, and coffee pots beep, because thatās how you raise a puppy ready for real life.
Some disappear after pickup,
and some stay up until 2 a.m. helping new families through crate training, puppy blues, or that first āwhy wonāt he sleepā night.
We cry when they cry.
We celebrate every update.
Because when that puppy leaves our home a little piece of our heart goes too.
We are not the same.
We lose sleep over every decision what pairings to make, which puppy goes to which family, which girl needs a break, which oneās ready for retirement.
We overthink everything because lives depend on it.
We spend hours studying pedigrees, structure, genetics, and coat types.
We watch every litter like a hawk making sure theyāre nursing, thriving, socializing right on schedule.
We give up vacations, weekends, and sometimes sanity all for the sake of doing it right.
But people donāt see that part.
They see the price tag.
They see ābreederā and roll their eyes.
They donāt see the tears when a puppy doesnāt make it.
They donāt see the mama we comfort through labor.
They donāt see the vet bills that stack higher than the profit.
They donāt see the hours of cleaning, journaling, planning, and praying.
And then, after all that, we get told āIād never buy from a breeder.ā
I get it. Youāve seen the horror stories.
The mills. The greed. The trauma.
But pleaseā¦
Donāt confuse the careless with the careful.
Donāt confuse the greedy with the grateful.
Donāt confuse the ones who mass-produce with the ones who nurture, study, and build with intention.
We are not the same.
We care about structure, temperament, health, and heart.
We raise dogs who can go into any home and change someoneās world.
We raise mamas who are loved family pets before anything else who get belly rubs, walks, and bedtime snuggles.
We raise litters that are handled, adored, and taught what love feels like before they ever go home.
We donāt just produce puppies.
We raise forever dogs.
So before you say, āIād never buy from a breeder,ā
remember not all breeders are the same.
And thatās exactly the problem.
Because the ones doing it right deserve to be seen.
Heard.
Respected.
And supported.
The ones doing it right are the reason you fell in love with your Dalmatian in the first place.
The reason your child has a best friend.
The reason a senior has companionship.
The reason a family has laughter again after loss.
We donāt just breed dogs.
We build families.
We create joy.
We give hearts a reason to heal.
So maybe just maybe itās time we change what the word ābreederā means again.
