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Lupini Cultured Pearl
PEARL PICTURE


Pearl had a rocky start in life. She and her surviving brother were hand fed and eventually had an Aussie for a wet nurse. If Pearl ever did anything naughty, I blamed it on her "identity crisis". Pearl didn't know she was a dog and we never told her. She loved everyone. At shows, she searched out children to gently mother, or a friendly lap to warm. In the ring, she was a bit nervous, often trying to lick the judge's face, while being examined. The examination over, she often leaped and barked with relief. One time she hooked and broke my half slip elastic, then as we came back down the diagonal, the slip came down too, landing at my feet, in front of the judge! Pearl was one point shy of finishing her championship when she had a freak accident, dislocating her hip and smashing the socket. This forced her early retirement from the show ring with 14 points and a group 3. At home, she loved to "baby sit" new puppies. Welcomed by "Mama" in the whelping box she helped bathe the babies and keep them warm. The mothers often took a potty break while Pearl was there. It was Pearl who played and trained the Puppies as they grew older and their teeth sharper. Bouncy, immaculately clean, she slept curled at or around my head. If I was unhappy or worried, she knew it and insisted I love her. Just holding Pearl close made me feel better. She was one of God's finest creations!


PEARL PICTURE