Several months ago, (before we got Connor) I answered an ad in the paper about a Schnauzer/ Malti that the owner was giving away. She lives in the same town that our breeder does, so I asked her if she knew Debi, to which she said yes, but in a VERY condescending tone. The lady then asked how much our boy weighed and I told her 9 pounds. Boy, she started rattling off about how NOT up to standard, poor quality because of Neo's size, you name it -she said it! By the time she shut up I was SO pissed all I could say was "He's perfect to ME and more to LOVE! He's our SON, not a show dog!" Needless to say, we didn't get her dog. Who the Hell did she think she is?
