I am a girl living in Oslo, the capital of Norway.
I grew up with lots of animals, and that has always been a part of me. I totally fell in love with Staffordshire Bull Terrier many years ago, and I wanted one for a long time before I found the right timing in my life to get a puppy. I bougth my first Staffie in 2007. I always had cats growing up, and have been facinated by Maine Coon for a long time. This gentle giant is the perfect breed for me! And I bought my first Coon in 2008.

It is a lot of work and responsibility to own animals and it`s important that the people who want to buy a puppy or a kitten from me in the future, knows and are aware of this. Timing and being ready is extremely important! For me, it`s essential that the puppies and kittens that comes from FriendlyStaff gets good and everlasting homes!


 I wish to produce healthy and great show dogs, but mostly friendly, secure and socialised family dogs.

I wish to produce healthy, confident  cats, and hope that some of my kittens will be excellente show cats.

All animals live inside with me, are full family members and live all together in harmony.

 


 

 

 

Contact: post@friendlystaff.com

                                    

BREEDERS POEM.....

....I love my puppy, she makes my house a home,
She always is my best friend, I never feel alone.
She makes me smile, she makes me laugh, she fills my heart with love,
Did some breeder breed her? Was she sent from heaven above?
I've never been a breeder, or seen life through their eyes
I hold my beautiful Stafford, just sit and criticize.
I've never know their anguish, I've never felt their pain,
The caring of their charges, through snow or wind or rain.
I've never waited all night long for puppies to be born,
The stress and trepidation when they're still not there by dawn....
I've never felt the heartache of a little life in my hands,
Should you do this instead of that? Or just pray to God?
Alone you fight, and hope one day he'll grow into a dog.
Bring joy to another being and make a house a home.
You know it's all just up to you, you fight this fight alone.
Formula, bottle, heating pads you've got to get this right,
Two hourly feeds for this little mite through out the day and night.
In your heart you know it, you'll surely lose the fight
To save this little baby, but God willing, you just might....
Day one he's in there fighting, you say a silent prayer,
Day two and three he's doing well, with lots of loving care
Day four and five - he's still alive your hopes soar to the heavens!
Day six he slips away again, dies in your hands day seven.
You take this little angel and bury him alone,
With aching heart and burning tears, (and an exhausted groan),
You ask yourself, Why do this? Why suffer all the pain?
But see the joy that puppies bring - it really self explains!
So, when you think of breeders and label them with "greed"
Think what they sometimes endure to fill another's need
And when you buy a puppy, with pounds and pence you part.
You only pay with money........

We pay with our hearts.

By Haigstaff.