Northwoods Boxers

Ginger Bella Rosa X Northwoods Trueman Von Holand

We are so excited to welcome this litter, we have very high expectations for these puppies, they will be AMAZING!

Our next breeding will be Bella's last breeding and then she will be spayed and enjoy the rest of her life here on the farm! This breeding will take place anywhere from Fall 2010 to Spring 2011. If you would like to reserve one of these amazing puppies please contact us at: northwoodsboxers@yahoo.com or call207-465-3052 H or 207-540-6473 C. Thank-you for your interest in our puppies!

Reservations for Bella's last litter are now being accepted.

1st pick female is reserved for NWB!

1st pick male is reserved for NWB!

Below are a few things boxer that I have come across and I liked them enough to share them:)

We will be breeding Trueman to Fiore Late spring or early summer, this will be a beautiful litter of fawn puppies with awesome lines. We look very much forward to our very first litter of Fawn puppies!

Below are a few of my favorite poems!

Things Dogs Must Try To Remember...

*I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear

when he's on the toilet.

*The garbage collector is NOT stealing our stuff.

*I do not need to suddenly stand straight up when
I'm lying under the coffee table.

*I will not roll my toys behind the fridge.

*I must shake the rainwater out of my fur "BEFORE" entering the house.

*I will not eat the cats' food, before or after they eat it.

*I will stop trying to find the few remaining pieces of clean carpet in the house when I'm about to throw up.

*I will not throw up in the car.

*I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc.

*I will not lick my humans face after eating animal poop.

*"Kitty box crunchies" are not food.

*I will not eat any more socks and then redeposit them in the backyard after processing.

*The diaper pail is not a cookie jar.

I will not wake Mommy up by sticking my cold, wet nose up her bottom end.

*I will not chew my humans toothbrush and not tell them.

*I will not chew crayons or pens, especially not the red ones, or my people will think I am hemorrhaging.

*When in the car, I will not insist on having the window rolled down when it's raining outside.

*We do not have a doorbell. I will not bark each time I hear one on TV.

*I will not steal my Mom's underwear and dance all over the back yard with it.

*The sofa is not a face towel. Neither are Mom & Dad's laps.

*My head does not belong in the refrigerator.

*I will not bite the officer's hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and car registration.

"Just A Dog"

From time to time, people tell me, "lighten up, it's just a dog,"
or that's a lot of money for "just a dog."

They don't understand the distance traveled, the time spent, or the costs involved for just a dog."

Some of my proudest moments have come about with "just a dog."
Many hours have passed and my only company was "just a dog,"
but I did not once feel slighted.

Some of my saddest moments have been spent with "just a dog,"
and in those days of darkness, the gentle touch of "just a dog"
gave me comfort and reason to overcome the day.

If you, too, think it's "just a dog," then you will probably understand
phrases like "just a friend," "just a sunrise" or "just a promise."

"Just a dog" brings into my life the very essence of friendship,
trust, and pure unbridled joy.
"Just a dog" brings out the compassion and patience that
make me a better person. Because of "just a dog" I will rise
early, take long walks and look longingly to the future.

So for me and the folks like me, it's not "just a dog" but an
embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future, the
fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment.

"Just a dog" brings out what's good in me and diverts my
thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day.

I hope that someday they can understand that it's
not "just a dog" but the thing that gives me humanity and
keeps me from being "just a person."

Author Unknown

~For Sale - To A Good Home ~

I was born in the Summer a few years ago.
Quite why I was born, I'll never know.
Some folk who owned my mother, decided to breed.
No reason I know of except for their greed;
I know I was hungry, I know I was cold;
They sold me quite early at just five weeks old.

My number one owners seemed friendly at first,
And life was quite good till my bubble burst;
They started to argue, their marriage split up;
And in the AD: "For Sale - 4 months old pup".
Some folk arrived, the next ones in line.
They treated me kind and life was just fine.
But Master dropped dead, and she couldn't cope.
So she sold me again (I'll soon give up hope).

I now had a new home right up in the sky;
We went up in the lift fourteen floors high!
The new folk were kind but they left me all day;
I was bursting to wee and had nowhere to play.
It was boredom, I think, when I chewed up the chair;
They agreed I should go as it just wasn't fair.

The next home was good and I thought "this is it"!
They started to show and I won....well, a bit.
Then somebody told them that I had no bone.
And in went the AD: "For Sale...to a good home".

The next lot were dreadful, they wanted a guard
But I didn't know how, although I tried hard.
One night they got burgled and I didn't bark;
Tied up in that shed and alone in the dark.
For four months I lay in that cold and dark shed;
With only an old paper sack for a bed.
A small dish of water all slimy and green;
The state I was in, well, it had to be seen!
I longed for destruction, and an end to the pain;
But some new people came and I went off again.

Well now I'm with Rescue and this home is good;
There's walks in the country and lots of good food;
There's kisses and cuddles to great me each day;
But I dread the time they will send me away.
But for now here I stand, skin and bone on all four;
PLEASE......don't let "ME" happen to any of yours!!

Author Unknown

PLEASE BE RESPONSIBLE BRINGING A DOG HOME!!!