The Journey Ends!

Merry Christmas!

Season's Greetings from 3 + 1 !

The Journey Begins...to be continued Dec 24

Harvest

Happy Thanksgiving

The puppies have found their forever homes, the day is sunny, everyone here is anticipating the holidays, and we have much to be thankful for.

Edgar was under the dining table 15 minutes before Thanksgiving dinner in anticipation......

"Burrberry" Coats...Ferndale version

Olli and Edgar are trying out their new fall fashion statement.

Olli

He definitely knows his name!

Water Baby

Kippa loves to swim, Edgar does not. At this point it's anybody's guess how Olli will eventually feel about it -- for now water is just plain FUN.

Kippa and Olli

Wynken and Blynken have new homes and were dropped off at the airport 2 weeks ago. They're both doing well and are loving the attention.

 Olli is still with us and looking for his forever home. We think he's pretty special and hope there is someone out there that thinks so too!

Here he is with his mom, Vinlands Urthur, who we call Kippa.

Icelandic Sheepdog Puppies for sale

These puppies will be ready to leave home after June 15th. 2 pups are still available.

They will be health checked, given eye exams and microchipped.

Both parents are up to date on eye exams and have OFA good hips.

Pedigrees will be posted soon.

Shipping is possible if there is a direct non-stop flight to their destination

If you are interested, please give me a call at 360-384-2535 or email me. I would be happy to answer questions or send more photos.

Thanks.

Flip Sides of the Coin

Puppies are all about doing things...or not!

Anything at Puppy Level is Fair Game

So put away your shoes, hang your plants, and pick up after yourself! Puppies will find anything and everything so for their safety and your sanity, be aware of what's at their level. Get on your hands and knees and check it out - you'd be surprised what's there for the taking, chewing, mouthing, eating...

Icelandic Princess

No pillow is too big or too soft...

Temptation...

Good thing Mingus, the cat, is used to puppies. 

Keeping Watch

There is an eagle's nest not too far from our property and Edgar keeps checking the sky when ever the puppies are out. He knows that's his job.

Big Stick, Big Dogs...Little Stick, Little Dog

All in the Family

Auntie Lily gets to puppy-sit every once in awhile.

I'm getting sleeeeepppppppyyyyyyyyy...

Full Speed Ahead!

Black Dogs

Did you ever try to photograph a black dog? Believe me, it's not easy. Richard took a great shot of "Nod" yesterday. See the red in his coat?

Sunday Shots

The pups are still a little hesitant about this big expanse of grass, but I know it won't be long before they're out running in the field like the big dogs. 

They're starting to eat a little ground puppy kibble mush (thank you Magic Bullet) and have moved to a bigger pen with more room to play (and poop). I don't know about other places in the US, but our newspapers here are getting smaller, and that sure makes a difference when you're using them to paper a puppy den!

Hello World!

Grass...trees...sun...toes. It's all new.

(That's not another puppy in the background. It's little Mojo, our friend's Havanese. He could care less about puppies.)

Quiet Times..for now

The pups have opened their eyes and are getting adjusted to the real world, so now I can start using flash on my camera again. But for now, here are some pictures of their new "best friends" - a tiger, a bear, and a ladybug. Funny how they each chose the one that is most like their own personality.

Edgar and Kippa

It suddenly occurred to me that some of you readers have never seen the dam and sire of this litter - and two of the three Icelandics which this blog is supposed to be about!

So here are mom and dad. Maybe not the best photos, but it gives you and idea of the wonderful mix of colors and coat lengths this breed is all about.

And I've added my contact email at the right. Now you know how to find me.

Catching up with the Boys

Blynken, the little female, now can see and hear - just like her brothers. Watch out world!

The Leader of the Pack

This little guy has opened his eyes, is almost walking, and even got out of the pen last night. Although his brother is bigger and was the first born, this pup seems to be more agile, aware, and ready to take on the world. How do you say prodigy in Icelandic?

Small World

What a coincidence... my Friends and fellow Icelandic Sheepdog owners, Russ and Linda, sent me this photo of a fountain in Pennsylvania located only about 10 miles from their home. It was created as a representation of the poem "Wynken, Blynken and Nod". 

Puppy Piles

These are the good kind of puppy piles...

Mug Shots

Nod's on the top, little Blynken is next, and brother Wynken at the bottom.

Good Night...Sleep Tight

Love Spiral

Names

I have trouble with dog names, so until I find the perfect Icelandic names for these puppies they will be Wynken, Blynken and Nod. 

Wynken is the tan colored male, Blynken is the little female with the white ruff that goes all around her neck, and obviously Nod is the black male with white socks - first born, and with double dew claws (an Icelandic sheepdog trait) on 3 of his 4 feet. 

They're all healthy and gaining weight, and each day they get a little plumper and rounder.

PUPPIES TODAY!

WYNKEN, BLYNKEN, AND NOD

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod, one night sailed off in a wooden shoe,
Sailed off on a river of crystal light into a sea of dew.
"Where are you going and what do you wish?" the old moon asked the three.
"We've come to fish for the herring fish that live in this beautiful sea.
Nets of silver and gold have we," said Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song as they rocked in the wooden shoe.
And the wind that sped them all night long ruffled the waves of dew.
Now the little stars are the herring fish that live in that beautiful sea;
"Cast your nets wherever you wish never afraid are we!"
So cried the stars to the fishermen three - Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

So all night long their nets they threw to the stars in the twinkling foam.
'Til down from the skies came the wooden shoe bringing the fisherman home.
'Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed as if it could not be.
Some folks say 'twas a dream they dreamed of sailing that misty sea.
But I shall name you the fisherman three - Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

Now Wynken, Blynken are two little eyes and Nod is a little head.
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies is a wee one's trundle bed.
So close your eyes while mother sings of the wonderful sights that be.
And you shall see those beautiful things as you sail on the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three - Wynken, Blynken and Nod