I agree with Pam and Leslie about breeders. You have to very careful who you deal with.When we were looking for a Schnauzer to keep Daisy company and us too I talked to a big time breeder in the mountains, I told her we were looking for a pet quality dog and gave her a price I was willing to pay and she said to me " Good luck finding your bargain Dog" I was really burned up. As it was I called the Schnauzer Club in Los Angeles and the lady was so very nice and told me a breeder up in that area had a litter of puppies she was going to show, but she couldn't keep them all and had one who was seven months old she would part with, but thought she had a buyer, in the meantime she called me and the buyer had flown off on business so she said we could have him. We worked out the details and the breeder and her husband brought Perry down to our home in San Diego. This way they could see where Perry would live and what kind of people we were and we could see if Perry would fit in.
We fell in love at first sight, he was gorgous. They brought all his paper work with them and signed the papers to register AKC. Not to sound snobbish but he has a very long line of AKC champions, but he is the most loving dog anyone would ever want. They said you should breed him, you could make a lot of money, we told them no, he would be neutered as soon as we could make the appt.
We were very lucky as they started to work him so he heels and walks very well on a leash, once you get the leash on him that is, He hates the leash. He and Daisy are the best of friends and one will cry if the other is away for any reason. Daisy on the other hand was born on a Champion Race Horse Farm here in San Diego County. The managers wife was breeding Schnauzers, she had an ad in the paper and we called. ( Schnauzers were very scarce during that time, almost impossible to get on the Schnauzer rescue or find a breeder with puppies)so we drove out there and Daisy was the last puppie. The two little girls were carrying her around like a rag doll. I said to my husband I want her no matter what. She would hide to get away from the girls under the coffee table. We signed the papers etc and took her home. The breeder said she won't stay black she will turn salt and pepper, and little did we know
(not being very professional) her lower jaw juts out, I think that is called an over bite.
The breeder never said anything to us about that, and we were to dumb to see it and even if I did I would have taken her anyway. So here we are with Daisy, she has an overbite, big ears, pitch black, stubborn as a mule, and we love her more than life itself.
So I sent an e.mail to the breeder in the mountains telling her about the pedigree of my (BARGAIN DOG)who cost us $600 and worth every cent. We also let the lady on the horse farm know that Daisy did stay black and we noticed her overbite. Daisy still runs under the coffee table if she wants to get away from everybody., Perry prances like the show dog he almost was and we all lived happily ever after.

[This message has been edited by jackiesdaisy1935 (edited March 01, 2001).]