Father’s Day Contest: Win $50!

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To mark Father’s Day we would like to hear from you.What  is your Dad’s most defining characteristic? Does he have a great sense of humor, or is he a great story teller? Maybe he has a great laugh or is a prankster? Leave a comment, brief or lengthy, and you will be entered in our drawing for a $50 Gift Certificate to use at DogBreedStore.com or Calendars.com. *And the shipping is on us too! Isn’t that easy?

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Leave a comment before Father’s Day (June 19th ). On June 20th we will select a winner at random and notify you by email. Could it be any easier? And if you are reading this and you are not a dog parent you can also find plenty of gifts, calendars, and puzzles you will love at our sister site, Calendars.com. But seriously, consider getting a dog, because if you are reading ourDogBreedStore.com blog you must be a dog lover!

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26 Responses to “Father’s Day Contest: Win $50!”

  1. Jan 03. Jun, 2011 at 4:02 pm #

    My Dad’s most defining character – finding rainbows!

    As a young adult he let me make my own decisions…. and when those decisions I made were wrong ones (and boy oh boy – there were quite a few) Papa was there to pick me up, brush me off, and set me on the right path. He said, “No matter how tough the lesson is; keep looking until you find a rainbow.” But he was no push over – there were consequences for mistakes… especially if I admitted out loud to him that I did not apply myself 100% to whatever my task might have been. There was consideration made when I applied true effort and that effort wasn’t enough. And there were no excuses to him.

    My Papa and I had a simple and loving relationship. Like most relationships between a father and daughter (especially during my oh so mature teens to mid 20s) there were numerous very colorful and exceptionally descriptive conversations about what was best for me. He was a person of loyalty and integrity, a man who understood the real meaning of a hard day’s work. More than once he asked – “What are you doing!?” as I trounced through life –And I would reply defiantly – “I’m LOOKING FOR A STUPID RAINBOW!!” He taught me that my word, independence and integrity were to be my most treasured possessions…and to never compromise on any of them. He stressed the importance of hard work, respect, honesty, loyalty, punctuality and trust. He quietly taught me no matter how hard the day was – to find a rainbow.

    My Dad had very big hands and very broad shoulders. As he neared death, I put my hand in his big calloused hand as often as I could. Those strong hands, held me and comforted me when I cried over the death of my sister, his hands held mine when we sat at MD Anderson waiting on my cancer results, they gave me hugs of reassurance when I was frightened before my surgeries; in all of these – he showed me that no matter what I was going thru – find a rainbow. Life was really good and really worth living – that there were rainbows everywhere – if I would just stop long enough to look for them…Those hands corrected me when I was wrong, guided me in ways to coax the most beautiful plants in my garden, showed me how to tie trot lines, cast a fishing lure, and… they even took the fish off my hooks so I didn’t have to touch them. . He was right – I did find a rainbow – He was my rainbow.

  2. Ken Perry 03. Jun, 2011 at 9:04 pm #

    My father had the ability to fix anything. It seemed whatever got broken, Dad could get it working again.

  3. Elizabeth Deitz 05. Jun, 2011 at 8:07 am #

    It was really good for me to read your story Jan. I recently lost my father, at almost 92. I was very lucky to have him in my life for such a long time. The best lesson he taught me was to be eternally hopeful. A good example was when he was nearing the end of his life, which he was well aware of, and he ordered some shoes that had to be specially made for him and would take 4 – 6 weeks! He was also a huge dog lover which he obviously passed on to me. The first of only two times I ever saw him cry was when his beloved mutt, Baron, died.
    Thanks for sharing!

  4. Elizabeth Deitz 05. Jun, 2011 at 8:08 am #

    That is something I really wish my father had taught me! He has not handy at all around the house, nor am I!Thanks for sharing Ken.

  5. Lee Anne Huskey 06. Jun, 2011 at 7:43 am #

    My Dad was the silent type. We would go on long walks in on the country and pick wild black raspberries until my little six year old fingers were purple. He would point out birds and name them and then make it a game. He was a scuptor, artist, mosaic maker and he would bring me puppies! I was never without a puppy and that has turned out to be the best legacy of all. I think of him when I’m in my quiet moments. Oh, he had a real job too, and that took us fishing all over Texas! I think that was his deal…I’ll make your house beautiful, if I can fish on your land or hunt. My appreciation for quiet and the Texas landscape comes from the lovely man I can call my Father. I miss him and thank God that I had him for at least 13 years.

    Lee Anne

  6. Mandy Zumwalt 06. Jun, 2011 at 11:14 am #

    My dad is the most generous man I’ve ever met. He would help anyone that he knows, even people he knew couldn’t pay him back. He puts everyone else first.

  7. Amy@GoPetFriendly 07. Jun, 2011 at 6:58 pm #

    The most defining characteristic about my dad is his big heart – it’s something he inherited from my Grandma. =)

  8. Kevin Clark 07. Jun, 2011 at 10:08 pm #

    We lost my Dad earlier this year and as we were memorializing him, one thing that stood out to all of his kids was his love of dogs. Dad regaled us with the stories of his best friend and hunting companion Bud the mixed breed hound from his childhood. One of my earliest memories was crawling into a whelping box to play with Missy our German short-haired pointer and her puppies. Since then there were Pasha and Tanya the golden retrievers and not one but two yellow labradors named Dandy and Dandy II. Dad imparted that love of dogs to all of his children and now I have my own two poodles Buddy and Buster and a labradoodle named Bandit.

  9. Tauseef Muhammad 08. Jun, 2011 at 1:09 pm #

    People often ask me about my best Friend and my answer is always that “My Father”. From day one as long as I remember, he always kept a relationship of friend. I never felt ashamed of asking or telling him anything. I never needed a best friend to share my thoughts, views and future with. I always expect a honest and trustworthy advice from him. My father is my mentor and Best Friend. He is my inspiration for being what I am now in computer world, he start teaching me computer, when I was really young. I love you dad.

  10. Laura Neiheisel 09. Jun, 2011 at 3:43 pm #

    Great idea for a contest!

    My father sadly passed away almost 4 years ago at 53 years of age, but he taught me so much in his rather short life. Firstly, my father was an incredibly warm and loving man to people. He loved to help and had the biggest heart for others. He was also passionate and always supported me in my dreams and goals.

    I would say that because of his support and love I am following my passions. One of those is Austin Dog Zone. I wish I could tell him about all the happenings of life and talk with him again. I miss him dearly every day and can still hear his laugh every once in awhile. He was a wonderful blessing and I am lucky to have been able to call him my dad! :)

  11. Carolyn Adams 12. Jun, 2011 at 8:35 am #

    Thanks for the opportunity to share memories of my Father!

    My Father was a dairyman/farmer. He loved animals and the land and taught me to respect nature and to see beauty in every living thing. His gentle ways made him a friend to all and never once did I hear him gossip or speak evil of any person. He accepted everyone for who they were and was a friend to all. He has been gone for 35 years, but I still miss him very much. I know that he would be so supportive and happy today if he could see me with my dogs and to know the success I have had with them.

  12. Kim 13. Jun, 2011 at 6:02 pm #

    My husband passed away on Christmas day this past year leaving me a widow with a 9 year old son. My dad has really been a blessing from helping out at our home to taking my son shopping at his favorite hunting stores to babysitting at a moments notice. I don’t know what I’d do without him and I hope nothing happens to him since my son needs a papa after losing his dad.

  13. Linda 14. Jun, 2011 at 7:36 am #

    My father was a child during the depression. His family lost their house during the depression and moved into a very small house across the street from a girls dorm in a university town. His family took in many family members and others as boarders when they needed shelter even though they had limited resources as well. Growing up across from the girls dorm, definitely influenced how my father raised my sisters and me. He stressed independence and being able to stand on our own.
    He was the dog lover of my parents but for some reason all of our dogs preferred my mother’s lap! He’s not certain about my sanity now that I’m involved with rescue but if you think about it…it is similar to his own family. I’m providing shelter to those in need.
    I’m lucky to have both my parents still but shocked when I realize at times that I have become both my mother and my father!

  14. Julie Pizzolato 14. Jun, 2011 at 8:27 am #

    My dad introduced me to the power of positive thinking. He was always coming up with quotes and sayings that were so apt for particular situations in my life…even with training my dogs! One I always remember in particular is using the tactic of the “iron fist in the velvet glove”…Say what you mean and mean what you say…so apt indeed! I am one of the lucky ones to be nearly 53 years old and still have my wise ole dad (who loves to be called K.O.M. AKA Kind Old Monk…LOL) in my life…

  15. Cathy 14. Jun, 2011 at 8:46 am #

    My Dad was not only a loving, caring and understanding Dad. He was also my best friend. He supported me in just about everything, I did. When, I grew up, I got interested in training an showing Yorkshire Terriers after, I got my 2nd Yorkie from my Aunt. I took Timmy to obedience classes and got him trained. My Dad, thought that was the end of it. But, I told him that, I wanted to show Timmy and get Obedience titles on him. Timmy was all ready an AKC Champion. Dad bought me the things, I needed to take him to dog shows. He went with me to some of the shows. We found a wonderful bond and interest in my showing Timmy and later another Yorkie named Sean. Dad bought me Sean as a puppy as a Chriistmas present. We both enjoyed training him and taking Sean to shows. Sean also got his AKC Championship. Dad paid for my first trip to New York so that, Sean could compete in the National Yorkie Club show. Dad also paid for me to attend a week long Obedience Training Camp. No one was prouder of me and Yorkies then my Dad when they won at the dog show. I really miss my Dad and the wonderful times we have not just showing dogs. We also enjoyed fishing together and traveling all over the country in our and later in the Travel Trailier. The highlight of that traveling was our trip to Alaska. My Dad was the best Dad in the whole world. I miss him very much and think of him everyday and of the wonderful Dad he was and the wondderful times we had together. Cathy and the Yorkies that loved him.

  16. sandy weinstein 14. Jun, 2011 at 3:41 pm #

    i had a min. schnauzer in college. i had to go away for 3 months to do my college interneship. i asked my parents to keep my dog. they finally said yes. when i came home, the first thing my dad said to me “you cant have your dog back”. my father loved that dog, i think, more than his own flesh and blood. and that dog loved him just as much. when my father had open heart surgery, the dog would not eat, torn up his favorite chair and just mopped around. my father was not doing well either. so my mother asked the dr. if she could bring the dog over. before my mother even stopped the car, my dog had jumped out of the car window, when she saw my father wheeled outside of the hospital. she jumped in my father’s lap. when my father passed away, rose, was so upset. again, she would not eat and dug a hole in his chair that they would sit in watching the ball games. she still would go to the door, asked to be let out, walk up and down the parking lot looking for his car and then come back and wait at the door. she used to do this when he was at work. now that both of my parents have passed away as well as rose, i had rose buried between them. now they can love on her and all be in heaven together.

  17. Shelly 14. Jun, 2011 at 11:13 pm #

    My dad is what I used to call a “walking encyclopedia.” He always seemed to know at least a little bit about everything, and to be able to do (or help you do!) just about anything. He has more sense and smarts than just about anyone I’ve ever met…and usually knows when to take things seriously, or when to be a great big goofball. He’s an adventurer, and has instilled in my brothers and me so much knowledge, so many skills and abilities, and such a sense of curiosity and eagerness to go new places, try new things, be strong individuals. His work ethic and selflessness are things I can only look up to and hope to be able to emulate at times…I owe him for pretty much everything I have, and will never forget that.

  18. Aric Allen 15. Jun, 2011 at 2:27 pm #

    My father is a caring person who is willing to help out anyone at anytime possible. He is a great understanding person who is great for advice. I know that when I have a problem I need help with or just simple advice on what to do in life I can turn to him and know for sure he will help out.

  19. Erica 17. Jun, 2011 at 4:57 pm #

    Hello my name is Erica and im 19 years of age and I lost ny father on 10/01/03 nd now, my father has been gone for eight years on 10/01/11 my father taught me sooooooooo much , he inspired me and always told me I can be whatever I wanted to be , my father appeared on the apollo three times but didnt wanna take that next step to becoming famous because he knew he had an bad heart , one day my father told me to sing I was only 8 years old and I replied daddy I dont know how and he said you can do whatever you wanna be , so I sung the song on the radio and he said I knew you could sing and I smiled and frm that day on I been singing and writing music , every holiday I didnt look forward to anybody but my daddy cause I knew that my daddys presence was the only thing that was gonna make me smile nd my father always had me something evey holiday I always spent with my daddy , my daddy has two beautiful daughters wen he died I was 12 and my little sister was 3 my father raised us very well and he taught us so much, how to love , how to be respectful , and be there for one another , and ny littlte sister also sings we honestly got our voices from our dad , on that very day 10/01/03 at around 10pm , I was over my sister house and my mom had called and said she needed to talk to me and I thought I was in trouble and my aunts and sum of my cousins was with her so my mom took me outside and we walked up and down the street and she asked when was the last time I had talked to my father and I said earlier and she turned to me nd hugged me tight and told me your father just passed away I drop instantly hitting the ground crying hard as ever and looked up at the sky and said why god …<3 imu sooooo much daddy nd to anybody else who lost their father I love yall and I feel yall pain and HAPPY FATHERS DAY

  20. Sarah Lohn 18. Jun, 2011 at 2:34 pm #

    My dad is a true animal lover. If it’s furry and has a pulse, he’ll want to take it home.

  21. Thom Singer 18. Jun, 2011 at 2:42 pm #

    My dad was neatly 52 when I was born. He is now 96. While older than many of my friend’s grandparents he never has let age slow him down. Retired when I was in 8th grade it was cool having him around most of the time. Cuz he was older he was very patient.

  22. Chelle KG 18. Jun, 2011 at 2:47 pm #

    My dad has all the characteristics of super-dadness, but for me the thing that makes me smile to myself and think “that’s my dad” is his ability to find ‘the deal’. His uncanny ability to sniff out the deal in any situation, whether it’s something large or small, makes him ‘Dad’.

  23. Margi Miller 18. Jun, 2011 at 3:04 pm #

    When you reach the “elder years” (almost 70) and haven’t had the privilege of being in the presence of your father for over 25 years, you approach Fathers’ Day with a kind of haze. You think you are forgetting your own father. But you have only to look at how “you turned out” to realize how much of your parents live on in you. I see commitment…. my father made some promises to the small town where he was the village clerk, and he worked on those promises for his entire life. I see integrity… he was a truly honest politician in that little town where he respected all opinions, all ages, all folks, and never compromised for money or fame or power. I see tenderness… the ability to come home at night and leave the office behind and read stories to his kids, play incessant trivial games, let me braid his hair, sit on his lap and just be loved. What a guy!

  24. Jeff Kahlden 18. Jun, 2011 at 5:46 pm #

    My Dad has been a model of hard work and a great listener. He worked 60 hour weeks as long as he could. He worked as a truck driver for man of those years and even after he no longer drove the 18 wheeler, he took a job working in a factory during the night shift. This was while he turned 70 years old. I only hope to have half of his work ethic.

  25. NL 19. Jun, 2011 at 8:55 am #

    My dad had many wonderful qualities: patience, humility, courage, fortitude, a strong sense of duty and loyalty to his country, community, family, and friends, to name just a few. He also had the gift of empathy, which we children somehow knew but did not appreciate as fully as when we discovered his Class of 1937 high school year book several months after his death. Beside his name the yearbook editors had published this brief but very telling quote: “A heart big enough for everybody.” But for all his virtues, Dad was not a dog person. He did not dislike dogs but claimed to be ambivalent toward them. Yet, because he so clearly saw, felt, and understood his children’s love for dogs, we always had a dog while we were growing up. Of course, this was possibly only because Dad willingly took on the multitude of responsibilities of dog ownership that young children (or forgetful and distracted teens) cannot quite handle. And in the years after we became adults with families–including dogs–of our own, he always welcomed a succession of dogs as holiday visitors to our family home. He did not this not because he loved dogs, but because he loved us, and I cannot help but think that as a devoted father, husband, and friend, he came to understand, appreciate and respect the model of loyalty and devotion that is the essence of a dog’s life. In all the years of our family life, he was, himself, devoted to them because of his–and their–devotion to us.


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