Ch. Baltazar Eike Von Repkow (Riot)
Kevilyn's Komondorok imported Riot from Belgium and he has sired two litters. From those litters we have Ch. Grand Vista's Saint Ladislas (Reign) and Kevilyn's Dori's Delight (Lilly)
Ch. Grand Vistas Saint Ladislas
(Reign)
shown here finishing his championship
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Kevilyn's Dori's Delight (Lilly)
BOS Sweepstakes at our National Specialty
in Virginia 2008 at 11 months old
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Micki
(Meadow View Rolling Stone at Kevilyn)
with Scott
We purchased this lovely bitch from Mike & Sherry Harman of
Kevilyn's "E" Litter
Kevilyn's Dori's Delight (Lilly) and Ch. Meadow View Officer NA Gentleman
See Nursery page for more information
We strongly feel the breed standard must be adhered to when evaluating breeding stock. Kevilyn's Komondorok keeps a puppy from each litter and only breeds when ready for their next show puppy.
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The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.
---Samuel Butler
Kevilyn's Crimson Tide
Did you know...
Dogs are mentioned 14 times in the Bible
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Lilly
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Reign, shown here all grown up, relaxing at a dog show
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The long and winding road......
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Major
Lament of a Lady Who's gone to the Dogs
There was a time, there really was,
When I was sweet and tender;
When Show Dog meant a Disney Star,
and bitch was not a gender.
I went to bed at half past ten;
I went to church on Sunday;
On Saturday I baked the beans
and did the wash on Monday.
But then I got a certain pup,
And an erstwhile friend said "SHOW",
And so I did and so I do,
OH! What I didn't know.
I used to dress with flair and style,
That was the life, don't knock it.
But now each dress from bed to ball
Must have a good bait pocket.
I used to have a certain air,
I wallowed in perfume,
I used to smell of Niut D'Amour,
Now I smell like Mr. Groom.
My furniture was haute decor,
My pets a tank of guppies.
Now I've furniture unstuffed,
And well-adjusted puppies.
Once I spoke in pristine prose,
In dulcet tones and frail,
But now I'm using language,
That would turn a sailor pale.
I was taught to be well groomed
no matter where I went.
Now all the grooming that I do
is in the handler's tent.
I used to long for furs and jewels
And a figure classed as super,
Now the thing I yearn for most
is a nice new pooper scooper.
I adored a man who murmured verse,
through intimate little dinners,
But now the words I thrill to hear,
Are just three-"Best of Winners".
I rise at dawn and pack the car,
the road ahead's a long one.
The one I routed on the maps,
Invariably's the wrong one.
I really love this doggy life,
I wouldn't care to change it.
But when I get that Best in Show,
I plan to rearrange it.
When my time on earth is done,
I'll go without much nudging.
Just give me three weeks closing date,
and let me know who's judging.
Author: Beryl Allen
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