*08.06.2001 Q 16.09.2003
Ibolya became her breed-permission on March 15 th 2003
Breeder: Dr. Ágnes
Budai út 15
Ibolya was my first Borzoi, child of my dreams, colour
and design of my imagination. And she was my Princess, like the „Princess and
She knew exactly, that she was of noble birth!
Of course! Only the exhibitions were some kind of strange to her. Head down and
not to show her movement. She preferred to hunt hares.
I was after two breedinglines that attracted
me most. One was the Kennel “az Aftab Faizabad” and the other “aus dem Zarenreich”.
On the Internet I found the news of the covering of two of those dogs. The mother,
Anischka, sister of Amur aus dem Zarenreich, that please me a lot. For this reason
Anischka is also a beauty. And her father? “Javidov az Aftab Faizabad”. I knew
from the first moment, that one female from this litter will be mine! Dober-Kopp
When the puppies became 2 weeks, I took the night
train to Budapest. I decided for that little one. On the next day I visited Budapest
and off I were on the same night train only to return again after 3 and a half
more weeks, this time by car. And at the age of 10 weeks I went to pick up the
girl of my dreams.
My female Belgian Shepherd first was ignoring the new
arrival. And then became best friends. Ibolya loved Ginger, she often cuddled
with her and asked for love while Ginger cleaned her ears, flews and eyes.
And she was a ballplayer, she would run after
the ball and always tried to be faster than Ginger. She loved all Human beings,
even those who didn't deserve it. She enjoyed everything and didn't know of anything
On September 16 th , 4 days after we shot the
pictures for this Website, my princess was killed by a ruthless tractor driver
and his trailer, a man without a heart, on a footpath along the river Thur, prohibited
to any traffic just 5 feet in front of my eyes. Only then the driver would stand
on his brakes, insult me and left without any help to me. Ibolya died in my arms
just a couple of seconds after I pulled her from under the trailer. Her ashes
are with us and her soul will watch our home. Ibolya, we never will forget you!