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Ch. Illions Topaz Crown Prince x Can. Ch. Illions Dragon Moon Dancer
Luna - Pekingese
1997 - 2001
Luna
was a dog like no other. She was the only surviving puppy in a litter of
2, and from the beginning her “individualism” shone like a blinding
star. Very cat like, she was extremely independent, and spent her time
tolerating “human” affection, and manipulating anyone who would serve
her purposes of playing kong on a rope, mini frisbee - anything that could
be possessable.
She easily learned a repetoir of tricks via clicker training, and
exhibited them with an unpresidented exuberance when a treat was involved.
She had a most unusual behaviour of falling over as an attention device.
Explaining this to my veterinarian one day he had the opportunity to
witness this while examining my other dogs. Each time he would shine his
light device in her direction, she would fall over. Purely a learned
behaviour – one I obviously clicked at the wrong time and she captured
it. She participated in hospital visits, standing on the chest of a
patient, wagging her tail, then sneezing in their face when winding up to
bark on command. Agility was an on and off again activity with her. While
competing in a NADAC competition on a hot day, she went into the open
tunnel, and then refused to come out – she wasn’t stupid – it was
shady in there. The onlookers and Luna had the last laugh as I feel to my
knees and pleaded for her to come out. On Luna time, she departed the
tunnel and finished the course.
At an agility demonstration with an audience of 10,000 she captivated the
crowd as we ran dogs in succession of size – small to large. She was
last. The top bar was raised to 24 inches, and the lower remained at 4
inches. As I brought her out into the arena, carrying her like a football
under my arm, you could hear the crowds whisper – “that little dog
can’t jump that high” – I let her go, and she flew over the 4 inch
bar creating a roar in stands.
She was the most precocious pekingese I had ever met, and her departure
has left a huge hole in my heart.
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