He is your friend, your defender, your
dog. You are his life, his love, his leader.  He will be yours , faithful and true to the last beat of his heart.  You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion
We have owned Saint Bernards over thirty years; and fell in love with the personality, loyalty and size of this breed.  After owning adult rescues for many years , we started in 1990 with raising Saint Bernard Puppies ; We have first rate bloodlines and are totally committed to raising beautiful healthy dogs with the best temperament possible.
Our goal is to offer quality at an affordable price and we breed for health and longevity.  The raising of these dogs is an ongoing process of  learning everything we can for the betterment of this breed.  Our dogs are AKC registered, we are members of the Saint Bernard Club of America ; we have been striving to show the dogs for about the last 8 years and we are also members of USA Therapy Dogs.
We have several generations of dogs on site, every puppy is raised in our home for the first eight weeks and is socialized with family, other animals and other dogs. Weather permitting pups are introduced into our kennel facility, where they can play, get plenty of sunshine and explore outside adventures.
Part of your journey in searching for a saint puppy is to do your research on the breed and make sure this is the right breed of dog for you. You can mold the puppy to your needs but you must also accept the pup as he is, every breed has different traits.
Some pups go from pampered rock star status when you first bring them home to pet rock status a few months or years later when they don't get as much attention. So without attention and training they may bark or chew things and families may decide the dog  is too much trouble and dump them at a shelter.
The dog usually does not get rescued and someday the family will buy another  dog and repeat the process.  Dogs are not disposable.  AKC survey states 88% of dog owners consider their dog part of the family, then why is it more than a third of dogs purchased end up in shelters ?
Saints are not for everyone, they are big, loyal, loveable giants that will give your child a bath with a huge tongue, clean off every low table with a tail wagging weapon, they will put fur in your home, on your clothes, and in your car , they will trail water and food out of their bowl across the floor........ But with all that, no matter how complicated life becomes they will love you, make you smile and remind you of simple joys.   Their loyalty and love is worth every single dog hair; What would we do  without them ....
If you want to enjoy a great dog and will make the commitment for however many years you have them, then I welcome you to explore my web sites and I applaud the many wonderful people who have opened their homes and hearts to these "gentle giants"       


  whole  life  "
A Saint Bernards Love is as strong as a Rock

If you go to "contact" page , it has all
info to contact me by e mail, phone, or to come and visit.
There is also some questions as part of my criteria for placing a puppy
Occasionally do some
rescue but find it emotionally and financially draining, this breed is too loyal to transfer well as an adult

Just started another website, it has a lot of great pictures , and
info, after you look at this site, please checkout other one ;
Anyone want to know , from a dogs view what its like to be "disposable"-----read
this short piece written by Jim Willis--- title----How Could You ?
When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh.  You called me your child, and despite a number of
chewed shoes and murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was " bad " you'd shake your finger at me and ask  
" How could you ? "   but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub.
We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream, and I remember nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams and I believed life could not be more perfect.
Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you  patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, romped with glee at your homecomings, and when   you fell in love.
She,  now your wife, is not a " dog person "--- still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy.  Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated  by them and I wanted to mother them, too.  Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate.     As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbl;y legs and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch--because your touch was now so infrequent.
There was a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me; but these past few years, you answered "yes" and changed the subject  
I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog"  Now , you have a new career opportunity in another city and you will be moving into an apartment that does not allow pets.  You've made the right decision for your "family" but there was a time when I was your only family .
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter.  It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said " I know you will find a good home for her. "  They shrugged and gave you a pained look, they understand  the realities facing a middle age dog, even one with "papers"
You had to pry your sons fingers from my collar as he screamed, " No daddy! Please don't let them take my dog !" And I
worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.    You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, and avoided my eyes. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too.  After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home.  They shook their heads and asked "How could you"
At first , whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you, that you changed your mind--that this was all a bad dream...or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized i could not compete for attention with the frolicking puppies, oblivious to their own fate: I retreated to a far corner and waited....I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. She placed me on a table and rubbed my ears and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was no sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs  heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquiet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her eyes and murmured "
How could you"     Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said, "I'm so sorry"  She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place--a place of light and love so very different than this earthly place.  And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How Could You"  was not directed at her , it was directed at  you, my beloved master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.






Not every person knows how to love a dog;  But every dog knows how to love a person
We are very dedicated to this wonderful breed and have a solid reputation of quality puppies for  therapy , pet  and show
Getting last minute hugs before school
Just relaxing in my chair ....
We have placed pups all over the United States, over the years it has been closer to home  and mostly the states around us, mostly---Indiana, Ohio, Illinois,Wisconsin,Pennslyvania and everywhere in Michigan
A True Friend is one who helps you when you are down, and if they can't, they lay down beside you and just listen....
I received your message requesting to use Jude & Myah's pic on your website, and we would be honored!!  This was taken on 11/6/13 when Jude was 2 yrs. 10 months old & our daughter Myah was 4 yrs 11 months.  It was right before school & Myah wanted to get some morning snuggles in :)


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