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Tresor Returns to Blyss

In a life greatly marked with ups and downs, with more downs than ups, you often wonder why, or why me? It is especially hard when you are left a young widow and you have to break up a home and kennel of beautiful borzois, especially your most promising one, and another although a pet, one most dear to your heart.

My two borzoi, my home bred puppy, Blyss O’Majenkir Heavenlty Treasure,“Tresor”, and my heart dog, “Paris” had the benefit of being placed together nearby in a loving home. They proved to be wonderful borzoi people and took the best possible care of them. I will always be in their debt. Finally, in a smaller home nearby, I settled into a calming routine with my remaining borzoi, “Mikhailya” and “Casaova”.

 “Paris” came home after one year. The decision to keep “Tresor” as an only dog was something his family had decided to do, and I happily accepted “Paris” back. It began around that time that I started to miss “Tresor” more and more. These were difficult times.

In the new house where I moved, “Paris”, “Casaova” and “Mikhailya” came with me. The borzoi appeared to be happy and thrived. I began to adjust to my new life here and was so grateful to have found this special place where we were all together – as long as I did not think too much about “Tresor”.

“Tresor’s Mom brought him over to see our new home, and with that, he and his great dam, “Mikhailya”, visited one another. They always recognized one another and expressed great doggy-joy in being in one another’s company. We shared a lovely visit and it greatly elevated my mood. Life went on, and suddenly, two weeks later, “Mikhailya” collapsed and died. I did not fully realize how this had happened, and still do not. However, it was very traumatic and threw me into darkness.

Within days of this happening, a new man entered my life, “LT”. From that point on, my life has been a happier place for me and my two remaining borzoi, “Casaova” and “Paris”. About a year later, I invited “Tresor’s “Mom” to visit us with “Tresor”. It was an exciting visit and LT was very impressed with “Tresor”, never having seen a borzoi like him. We talked about dog-sitting for “Tresor” for them, but sadly, that did not happen.

I had not previously mentioned that when I placed “Tresor”, he only needed three points to complete his Champion Dog title. This was always part of the reason I always thought of him and later, wished to have him back. I always felt connected to this special borzoi, and never gave up on the possibility that someday, somehow, that would be accomplished. With his sudden return in July 2015, that possibility could be realized.

However, accomplishing this title was a team effort. Two very dear and close friends    (Jennifer and Roni Zucker of Raynbo Borzoi), assisted me with the work of completing his title; as did Fran Wright of Bibikov Kennels, and his very talented handling instructor, Stacey LaForge-Gross.

“Tresor” earned his Champion Dog title during the following events and under the following judges:

  • 8/28/2015: Newton Kennel Club, Winner's Dog and Best Opposite (1 point)
  • 8/29/2015: Newton Kennel Club, Winner's Dog (1 point)
  • 8/30/2015 Sussex Kennel Club, Winner's Dog, & Best of Winners (2 points)

My special thank you goes to Mrs. Janel Lobb, Mr. Houston Clark, and Mr. Hal Bierman for recognizing the quality of my borzoi, “Tresor”.

I am overjoyed for these accomplishments for “Tresor”. Yet today, I reminisce.

I think of “Tresor”’s great dam, CD Majenkir My Ksar Mikhailovna, “Mikhailya”, whom my husband loved so much and she him. I remember how she grieved for him when he died, and had to live another two years with me, and was not happy.

I remember the cruel day I had to give up “Tresor”. And then, I sent “Paris” away too.

There were so many hard things like that Ihad to do and do alone, over and over again. After a while, I felt nothing anymore.

Today, it is strange how so many very sad, terrible things have just gone away like last autumn’s leaves. I think how it would be wonderful if “Mikhailya” had lived longer to see “Tresor” return to Blyss. “Mikhailya” herself was a Champion, and I hope somewhere, somehow, she knows her much loved son earned his Champion Dog title today. I hope somewhere my husband knows “Tresor” came home and that he finished his title. Yet we must accept life on its terms. The universe is very grand and mysterious, and it is not for us to understand how it works. Therefore all of these strange and diverse things are possibilities. Most importantly of all, Tresor came home.