Vinnie | Yokie | Sunny | Bush Fires | Wolfgang | Ch Schnee Bar
Sir Ben Hobbs
"It is a very sad day today, Dec 26, 2009. Heaven is receiving
Vinnie BIS/BISS/ CH/Int'l CH. Framboise I'm The Hit Man, CDX, HOF,HOF,DD,VE,HIT,TDI.
He was almost 13 years old, one of the most charming and beautiful great pyrenees
you have eveer met. No other pyr has ever accomplished all he did,
and he did it all in style.
Here's a big pyr paw
for you-RIP my beautiful "Vinnie" you are an amazing dog."
Quote from Peggy Watson, "Vinnie's" owner.
Beloved pyrenees girl
Schnee Bar Shadow's Sunshine (Sunny)
9/1/97 - 12/4/08
Thanks so much for your thoughts and prayers for our
Sweet Baby Sunny. We went up to CSU in Fort Collins in a snowstorm
(Sunny's kind of day!) and brought her home where we and all of the
fuzzies had a chance for a nice long time together. Our wonderful
vet, who has known Sunny since we brought her home in August of 1998,
came to our home later in the day and we all helped Sunny on the next
stage of her journey at 5:12 PM MST this afternoon. We miss her terribly
already but take comfort in knowing that she is without pain or disease
and is with her great friend Mr. Echo again and her buddy our Sweet
Angel. It is an honor to have these Schnee Bars share their lives
with us. We can't go on right now but will talk to you soon.
Steve and Karen
Schnee Bar West
February 10, 2009
Bush Fires in Vic, Australia
Longtime Pyrenean breeder, Vivienne James of Barrèges
Pyrenean Mountain Dogs and her husband David
not only have they lost their Pyrs (except 1) but
also their horses, goats, all their possessions and their home
in the terrible bushfires ravaging Victoria, Australia.
To donate please go their website using the link
Wolfgang passed away this evening, quietly at home,
lying on a rock
next to the stream. The death was not unexpected, but still
bitterly regretted by his family. He was an exceptional dog in every
way, always vigilant in protecting his family, and always gentle to
the babies. He was able to smell blood relationships between people,
and able to smell the babies in ladies' stomachs, and always checked
with pregnant ladies to make sure everything was going well.
Wolfgang will be buried at our farm, at the very respectable age of
11 years, 9.5 months. We miss him very much.
THE LOSS OF A GOOD
The love and friendship of our
Ch SchneeBar Sir Ben Hobbs
us in a tragedy on September 18, 1987.
by Carol Hobbs
Looking back over the short three years it was a treasure
and full of great humble memories of a good friend. In March of 1985,
Sharon Boele, Pawnee Rock, KS brought to our
family Schnee Bar Sir Ben Hobbs a bouncing
boy Pyrenees. She retained show rights as she new he would make a
champion pyr. What excitement it was for me
that Ben received his first majors in his first shows in Colorado. The first time out Ben observed the other dogs in his
class and moved in very well. The look he gave me at ring side was "How
am I doing friend"? There was so much expression in his face to please.
The next day out in the ring he seemed to be a pro at it and won all
the points. In a few months he ended up in the Salina shows with his complete championship and BOB. When
he was at home he still was a pro at work. We live in an area that is
at least 20 miles from a town, a hard to get to place and away from
a traveled road. As Ben was growing up so was our youngest of
four children J.D. who was 3 ½ years old. When J.D. was beginning to
go outside, Ben took a special interest in the child. We also raised
registered cattle and they are always around in corrals. I would always
look out and see the dog following the child with his tail wagging in
the air. Behind the house we had bulls in the corral and J.D. never
knew when there was danger and of course J.D. would adventure to the
gate or try to crawl underneath. Ben was always there to change his
adventure to something else. Ben never allowed him to get into the pen
of cattle even to the day he died. Ben was our babysitter and we could
trust a child with the dog even when the dog was in the kitchen in his
usual spot and the two young kids pouncing on him as he tried to sleep.
Ben would just look up at them with a look of who it was and back to
resting. There was a time when we were all in the corral and we found
a turtle. We thought we would test the dog to see how he would act when
we put J.D. down with the turtle. As fast as a child is, Ben kept himself
between the turtle and the child. Soon the child gave up and went on
to something else. We knew then that the dog would protect the child
from danger and what praise Ben received when he did
well. When Ben would come into the house he was a very gentle giant.
I would lie down on the floor and Ben would come bouncing over and put
his huge paws around my neck and give me the greatest hug and never
once did he hurt me with his weight. I’ll never forget our times together
in playing. Ben always made a little noise when you would greet him
of his pleasure to see you. There were many times we had to get cattle
back into the corral and Ben was there to help me. I knew I could trust
him to watch the gate when I went into feed the calves grain, he never
would let one pass by him.
On one summer day I got home and I let J.D. out of the
car and he took off. Ben came bouncing around the house and I told him
to bring J.D. back on the grass in the yard. He immediately took off
and brought the child back into the yard and made sure he stayed there.
Many times I would look out the window and watch the two play,
what a good babysitter Ben was. I will miss his deep bark at nights
as he always slept by our bedroom window and during the day by the kitchen
door. I could always count on him to be there when danger aroused. I
always felt safe when Ben was around. The people that would come marveled
at his gentleness. The hardest thing was seeing him laying on the ground
not moving, picking him up in tears saying "Ben please come back " Ben
was hit in our yard by a fast driver. Ben couldn’t move fast enough
to get out of the drivers way Ch SchneeBar
Sir Ben Hobbs will be missed very much in our home.