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| ISBN-13: | 9781925266337 |
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| Publisher: | Allen & Unwin Pty., Limited |
| Publication date: | 06/01/2015 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 3 MB |
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Ralf
How a Giant Schnauzer Brought Hope, Happiness and Healing to Sick Children
By Anne Crawford
Allen & Unwin
Copyright © 2015 Anne Crawford and Caroline LovickAll rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-925266-33-7
CHAPTER 1
A FINE HERITAGE
Ralf or 'Erbin Gorjous Jorg', as he was named on his pedigree certificate, was born on 21 March 2004 in Ulverstone, a coastal town in northern Tasmania, in a litter of eight puppies bred by Giant Schnauzer devotee Lynda Tyzack. Ralf's mother Madison gave birth in the 'puppy room' at Lynda's home, lying in a warmed whelping box, surrounded by old carpet, newspapers, bedding, doggie dishes, toys for the pups to play with and a set of scales to monitor their growth.
Lynda was thrilled as each wriggling, healthy pup appeared; five males and three females. It was the fifth litter for Madison, a 'sweetheart' of a dog with long hair and a gentle manner, and as always, her owner hoped there would be some show prospects among them.
Before long, the pups were rollicking balls of fur with tiny razor-sharp teeth, getting up to mischief. They uprooted pot plants, tipping out the contents, tossing the plastic pots in the air and galloping around the yard with them on their noses before tearing them into tiny black pieces. They'd leap into the air to pull clothes off the line. They explored every nook and cranny in the house, looking for something to chew, an electric cord perhaps, or some paper to shred. They loved playing with the cardboard cylinders from rolls of toilet paper that Lynda would give them, chasing them around the floor then gnawing on them. They played tug-of-war with old socks that Lynda tied in knots.
There was little to distinguish the eight completely jet black pups from each other, but Lynda noticed that one had a composed air about him. A pup that was a little more relaxed than his siblings, happy to follow the mischief rather than create it. He seemed more observant too, quietly taking in whatever was happening around him. That pup, of course, would later become Ralf.
Gorjous Jorg came from a fine heritage. As close to Schnauzer royalty as you could get in Australia. Lynda had been breeding Giant Schnauzers for years; dog breeding was in her blood. She had grown up with them, going to shows with her parents when they exhibited their Dachshunds and Boxers. One of her earliest memories is of walking around a show, harnessed to the pram alongside her mother while her father managed their dogs. Her parents, John and Rayma Ritzau, were responsible for introducing some of the first Giant Schnauzers into Australia, in the 1980s. They continued to import dogs from selected bloodlines in England and the US — the family can now lay claim to more than 300 Australian champion Schnauzers in the three sizes — Miniature, Standard and Giants — among their dogs' descendants.
Giant Schnauzers, built like tanks, and which can stand 70 centimetres at the shoulder, were originally bred in the seventeenth century as working dogs in Bavaria, Germany, where they were used to move livestock in the alps and guard farms. ('Schnauze' means snout in German.) They were acquired later by people living in towns and cities to protect stores, stockyards, breweries and factories, and were employed as military dogs in both world wars. They are now enlisted by police in European countries and as guard dogs in the US.
The cost of importing a Giant Schnauzer to Australia in the 1980s was prohibitive — thousands of dollars per dog — but John Ritzau was keen. He'd pored over photos of the 'Giants', as they're affectionately called, impressed by their grand appearance, and had heard good reports about them. The Ritzaus, who operated the Awun boarding kennels in Mornington, on the Peninsula in Victoria, already bred and showed Miniature Schnauzers. (Standard and Miniature Schnauzers had come to Australia decades before.) Their friend Audrey Ralph knew a well-established breeder in England who, along with an American woman Sylvia Hammerstrom, was fighting to save the breed; the Giants' numbers were dwindling, even in Germany. The Ritzaus bought a pregnant bitch from the Nenevale kennels, in Peterborough, eastern England, sight unseen. Nenevale had a reputation for crossing dogs from the best European bloodlines, always breeding for temperament.
'Eclipse at Nenevale' was confined to quarantine in Spotswood, Melbourne, when she arrived and her eight pups were born there. Excited as they were to learn that she'd had a litter, the Ritzaus were unable to see the pups for some weeks due to restrictions on the number of visits owners could make. 'They were busting to see them,' Lynda recalls. But four pups died in quarantine after they contracted parvovirus, a lethal disease that spreads quickly among confined animals.
The surviving pups were three months old when Lynda first saw them. She was in her early thirties at the time and had been living in northern New South Wales with her husband. The marriage was falling apart and Lynda had come to visit her parents; she would soon decide to move back home. Lynda had never met a Giant Schnauzer before. She was hooked.
The first thing that strikes people about Giant Schnauzers is their proportions. They're barrel-chested and broad-backed. Great Danes and Irish Wolfhounds are taller; Giant Schnauzers are more solid. They typically weigh anything from 34 kilograms for a female to 50 kilograms for a male. Ralf, though, tips in at 56 kilos — the weight of a small woman. Lynda says the Giants have caused near-accidents as passing motorists catch sight of her walking them around the streets of Ulverstone, while pedestrians can be seen looking at them gobsmacked or mouthing 'Oh, my god!'
But for Lynda it is the temperament of the dogs that stands out. Giant Schnauzers are good-natured and are great companions, she says. They are also very protective of their owners and their families. Lynda learned this early on during a visit to Sydney for the Royal Easter Show with her parents, staying at her grandparents' home in Beverly Hills. At the time, she was taking one of the family's dogs out for a stroll to relieve itself before bedtime. It was dark and Lynda was leading the dog, Fluffy, who was from the first litter, around the streets when three drunk men veered across the road and headed towards her. Fluffy slowly and deliberately put his body in front of Lynda's, planted all four legs, and gave a long, guttural growl. The men quickly 'sobered up' at the sight of the black hulk and hastily made their way back over to the other side of the road.
When Lynda takes her dogs to Melbourne on the Spirit of Tasmania, she is always amused as she watches the burly security guards shrinking at the sight of her pets and steering a wide berth around them. The dogs look and sound ferocious but it's all bravado, she says. Madison, for instance, once saw a pint-sized pug coming towards her at a dog show as she sat next to Lynda waiting to compete — and crawled under Lynda's fold-up chair to escape it.
Lynda discovered another trait shared by the breed: they have an independent streak. 'You can see them thinking,' she says. 'You'll tell them not to do something and they'll think of another equally naughty way of doing it. They're also intelligent — if you don't train a Schnauzer, it will train you.'
She was given her first Giant Schnauzer, a bitch called Grace, by her parents as a present to kick-start her own dog breeding and showing career. Grace, Ralf's great-great-great-grandmother, was a 'charming old girl' who'd proved herself in the show ring as an Australian Champion and was past showing. She would have one last litter before she was retired from breeding, too. Lynda started showing the pups from that litter when they were seven or eight months old. Later she bred from the females she kept from each litter, carefully and conscientiously, spacing the litters out to give the mothers a long rest in between. She bred for temperament; show-quality was good, temperament was essential. Lynda, a no-nonsense woman with a quiet sense of humour, breeds dogs because she enjoys the process, playing with the pups and finding homes for them, and shows them only to enhance their reputation. 'I love it when my dogs win but I'm not a very serious competitor — it's not winning cattle stations.'
She screens the people who want to buy her pups — as far as is possible — to make sure they can provide the right home; that they have a safe, secure backyard, will exercise the dog regularly, spend time with it, and have company for it. Training is important, she stresses — Giant Schnauzers can dominate if they're not disciplined early. Socialising a pup with people and other animals from a young age is vital, too.
'But once a dog is sold, it's out of your hands; you can't control what people do with their dogs,' she says.
Lynda has sold Schnauzer pups to people all over Australia and in New Zealand. A Perth man who'd been blind since he was seven years old, yet was mobile, wanted one as a pet. His wife was blind, too, and suffered short-term memory loss. That dog saved them both from danger and distress many times over. When the wife collapsed near the toilet one night while her husband was sleeping, the dog went into the couple's room, woke the man up, took his wrist in her mouth and led him to where the woman lay. She would stand behind the husband at the automatic teller machine of his local bank and warn off anyone thinking of taking advantage of an obviously blind man. And she caught Perth's number-one burglar when she was only nine months old ...
It was the late 1990s and the notorious house-breaker had scaled the couple's tall metal fence one night and was no doubt sizing up the back windows and doors when the young dog cornered him in the garage. The husband rang the police to tell them that his dog had an intruder bailed up although he hadn't seen them.
'How do you know there's someone in there?' asked the policeman.
'Because I can tell from the sounds that the garage door is up and it was locked earlier,' the man replied. 'And the dog won't come in when I call her — she's guarding us.'
The police, who'd been trying to catch the criminal for some time, were even more impressed when they found out after they'd arrested the man that he'd been caught by a nine-month-old pup, something they made known later at the jail where the man was incarcerated — without mentioning how big the pup had been. They admitted quietly, though, that they'd been scared of her themselves.
* * *
Many Schnauzers, large and small, have passed through Lynda's hands over the years. Hers is a doggie household. Dogs come first, she says, everyone knows that. There are rarely less than four in the house at any one time, always the sound of a dog snoring or snuffling, the rapid rat-a-tat-tat of paws on wood, enthusiastic panting or the occasional bark. Huge sashes won at shows with shiny gold titles are draped over furniture. Trophies sit on the top of a fireplace, plaques and ribbons lie scattered among the clutter of her living room. A framed head-and-shoulders portrait of a Schnauzer sits waiting to be hung; silhouettes of Schnauzers adorn the fridge.
Lynda sells the pups she breeds always with the proviso that she'll take a dog back and rehome it if it doesn't work out. But of all the dogs that have passed through her hands over the years, she has had only one that proved a problem. And that dog was Ralf's father.
CHAPTER 2RALF'S FATHER
Ralf's father Davey was a handsome young dog, a tall, solid boy with an outgoing nature. Lynda sold him to a family she thought would make fine owners — the husband was familiar with Giant Schnauzers and was keen to own one, although his wife and children had favoured getting a smaller dog. Soon after they bought their new pet, however, the husband's work circumstances changed and he was away at his job for long periods of time, leaving the family with the dog. Within four months they had a pup almost the height of a full-grown dog on their hands. The wife and children couldn't cope with his size, became frightened of him and left him alone in the backyard. She would open the back door and throw food out to him when he needed feeding. Davey became nervous and fearful.
A few months later, Lynda heard that the wife wasn't able to control the dog and offered to take him back and find another home for him.
When Lynda arrived and was taken through to the backyard, she found a quivering, anxious animal that didn't recognise her and had to be pushed and pulled out to her car. 'There was no aggression, he was just absolutely terrified.'
Once back at Ulverstone, Davey relaxed, remembering his former owner and the other dogs. For a while Lynda thought of keeping him. 'You're not such a bad boy,' she told him, looking at his eager face. But an older bitch that was protective of Lynda took a disliking to him, trying to attack him whenever he got too close, and Lynda knew she'd have to move him on. She didn't know of anybody who wanted a grown Giant Schnauzer at the time, only small puppies, so was pleased to hear from a woman who was interested, perhaps having heard through kennel club circles that there was a Giant Schnauzer going. The woman was a well-known breeder who wanted a sire. She asked Lynda why she was trying to rehome the dog and listened as she explained how he'd become a problem. The woman said all the right things in reply. She sounded perfect.
But she rang Lynda after a month to say that Davey had bitten her and she was sending him back. 'He's going to bite someone else,' she warned.
Lynda didn't know what she was going to find when she arrived to pick the dog up, yet he greeted her like a long-lost friend, jumping up and licking her, a 'G'day, Mum, I'm back' greeting, as Lynda puts it. But when she got Davey home, Lynda found that his behaviour had deteriorated even more. He would be affectionate one minute then snap at her without reason the next when he was around other people and dogs. Ralf's father stayed with Lynda for ten days before she had him put down. It was a horrible decision to have to make, she says. But you can't take a chance with a big dog like that. You can't have a Giant Schnauzer on the front page of a tabloid newspaper for all the wrong reasons.
Davey was just a lovely dog whose life had gone bad after the wrong treatment, she says. But Lynda knew the bloodlines were sound and took the step of having the dog's semen frozen before he died, later to be implanted in 'Causin' a Storm', or Madison. And that was where Ralf had his beginning.
CHAPTER 3PUPPYHOOD
Madison's pups thrived in their first weeks of life, gaining weight and becoming bolder by the day. They had been weaned off their mother and were ready for their new lives elsewhere when Lynda's world took a tumble. One night in May 2004 when the pups were seven weeks old, Lynda misjudged a back step at her home in Tasmania, fell and landed heavily on the ground. She knew as soon as she heard the sharp crack that she'd broken her leg. Lynda was taken by a friend to the Mersey Community Hospital, thinking on the way that she'd be treated that night and be home in plaster the next day. But instead she learned that it was a bad break, a major 'spiral crack' running down the tibia bone of her lower leg, and that X-rays revealed she'd chipped a bone in her ankle, too — she'd be in hospital for at least a week and off her feet for months.
With her leg in plaster from hip to toe, Lynda would not be able to walk, bend down to feed the dogs or pick up the pups. She had nine dogs to look after; two Miniature Schnauzers, Madison and six active puppies that needed care. Two pups had already been sold. Lynda knew she had to find homes for the others quickly, but worried about what to do with them in the meantime. She was unable to afford to pay to board all the dogs in kennels, which usually refused to take puppies anyway because they were more prone to infection. Her partner at the time, Peter, had dogs of his own and couldn't take on any more.
* * *
Dog breeders are a close-knit bunch, especially in a small show circuit like Tasmania, and fortunately a friend and fellow dog-lover stepped in to help.
Lynda had met Jenny Moore on the state's show circuit a few years earlier. Both women had started showing at about the same time and both had recently moved to northern Tasmania — Lynda from Victoria, and Jenny returning to the state after living in Brisbane for twenty-five years. Jenny, who lived about an hour away to the east, bred Schipperkes, small black dogs with pointy ears and a ruffle of fur around their necks. Schipperkes originally came from Belgium where they often lived on canal boats, hence the name that translates as 'little skipper'. Jenny was intrigued by the appearance of the Giant Schnauzers at the shows she competed in, and she and Lynda got talking. The breed was rare in Tasmania — Lynda knew of only a few dogs kept as pets elsewhere in the state.
(Continues...)
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Table of Contents
Contents
Prologue,1 A fine heritage,
2 Ralf's father,
3 Puppyhood,
4 Ralf hits the show ring,
5 Trouble,
6 The family,
7 The trainer,
8 A fateful move,
9 An unusual abode,
10 Havoc,
11 A return to the show ring,
12 Marriage and fatherhood,
13 Along came Ivy,
14 Bombproofing Ralf,
15 Working the manor,
16 The wonderful world of animal therapy,
17 Meeting the kids,
18 New ground,
19 Zeke, the boy who launched the dog,
20 Zeke meets Ralf,
21 Fame,
22 'There's a dog in intensive care!',
23 Summer's story,
24 Children to remember,
25 Official duties,
26 Ralf, the perfect patient,
27 A day on the wards,
Acknowledgements,
About the Author,