I want one. I want one. I want one. It is so amazing that the majority of them look so alike as if the entire breed are identical twins. Looking at the dad ( appears to be) here, he looks like my Schipperke I just lost due to car accident. I want to tell you, the pain of loss for me was immeasurable. I lost my precious on the 20th, July 2020. I cried so hysterically for two hours that my voice was shot for the next two days. But now things are more manageable but the pains come and go, rise and fall like scattered waves, depending on what triggers it or how it is triggered.
I wanted to say that I understand so well what you've described, the suffocating pain... I went through it november 27, my beloved Schipperke passed away due to old age, he was a few months from his 16th anniversary and for my part, i felt like my chest was empty and as if i was drowning in sorrow. I miss him cruelly but something that may sound silly helped me a little : Before going to sleep, i left a book on a satchel and next morning, i noticed that the book slipped and opened a little on page 27 (it's an almost 300 pages book) just like 11/27, the day he left me and more troubling, it was a page with an Albert Einstein's quote about eternal consciousness because it is energy and energy never disappear. I like to think of it as a sign because my mother have had signs after her brother passed away. It helped me and i hope you will find a way to heal your soul
@@Even457 I have never loved nor have I known the love she brought in my life. My mind could not fathom and refused to accept her death. The earth stood still and the sky froze and the rays from the sun as if it was just a picture on the horizon not moving. The silence in the air was so loud, it was deafening as I held her in my arms. I felt for me and I could not conceive of being mad at her. I couldn't. My little gift woke me up as if from a dream, a dream called permanency. This awakening makes every moment alive as it could be the last one. Continuity is an illusion. Love is now, not the next moment. it is this and this and this and this without repetition. When I saw her on the day she walked into my life it was a birth of its own kind for me. She wiped off everything that was up to that moment. I loved that creature beyond comprehension. Love in the form of an animal. I never dreamed was possible. But there was it was in a 10 lb little thing that wherever those little steps walked on became alive and timeless. Wherever she was and wherever she walked and whoever she met was all timeless and the innocence was real, day and night for a breathtaking 4 years. For the first time, I was glad I was born to have witnessed this wonderful divinity that never asked to be worshiped. I can go on and use a million words to express who she was and all those words will just melt away meaningless. Shiney soft black hair, small feet, and her gentle kiss, and she took very little space where she slept. All the different barks she had for different things and I knew it all. How did she do it that I learned without even knowing that I had? And then......... one moment all gone....................... I didn't make her. I didn't own her. She wasn't my property. I don't have the imagination or the ability to make such a living love. I can not fathom complaining and be bitter. She wasn't an entitlement. She was a free gift of beauty for long years. To feel bitter is to destroy that love and that is for me is impossible to orchestrate. That will be the same as destroying my little Kiko. Just as I could not turn my back on that love, I could not turn my back on the trembling pain that shook me to my foundation.
mine passed also march 2020.i have not been able to go on.23 hrs. a day on the couch.maybe it was because he was my whole life,or im gettin older,65.he died at 8 yrs. old from cushings disease.i just dont care about anything anymore.his name was shipper.
i lost shipper at 7 yrs.old.purebred schip.he had cushings disease.the problem is you love them too much.im retired,we were together 24/7.its been 11 months,i still havent recovered.in deep depression,spend 23 hrs. a day on couch.gonna see a psychiatrist but just dont know,cant go on.hurts so bad.
@@garlandschubert9089 I understand you, my brother. I understand you more than I can put in words. It is utterly impossible to describe having innocence ripped away from every fiber of who one is. I held her in my arms and she was no more and no answers. Knowing intellectually that she was never mine in the first place and that knowing won't save one from the profound pain. Reason is meaningless and hardly puts a dent in it. A person who has lost all the means of escape from the pain is the only person who has only one thing to look at. The pain itself. It is the pain itself that gives the solution, what it is and what it means, the real meaning, the psychological alchemy. I could not escape the pain nor can I even now. I felt the trembling when I read your comment. Pain has done this to me or perhaps I should say the content, what is in the pain is this: It is a loud doorbell that none of us in fact aren't here for long. There is no such thing as time. At any moment anything can just be gone forever. From one angle it is frightening and can cause serious problems. If one keeps starring and stays with it something else is revealed. It is this that transforms the pain into compassion. This compassion is of a different substance. The fact that each of us at every moment is a real precious presence, a timeless moment right here and right now. I wish I loved her every second and every moment but that is not the message. The real content of the pain is pointing to right now. How I treat others and all living things right here and right now including myself. I have two dogs, one I had and one I adopted after the loss of (Kiko) my dog. I look at them right here and now and cherish them through all the things they do, regardless of whether it is something I disapprove or approve of. And that can only happen when the messenger ( the pain) was not pushed to the side. It is that pain that keeps one from falling asleep on the wheel, taking things for granted. It is the source of awakening to life. The very thing people avoid is the very thing that is the answer. It is the pain that shuts the dreaming mind and brings it out of slumber.
Ihan oikeasti, Schipperke-emot eivät "jaa" pentuja keskenään - niillä jokaisella on vain "omat pennut". Ja niitä pentuja puolustetaan viimeiseen hengenvetoon asti. Pentuja ei todellakaan "jaeta". Yksi emo - yhdet pennut - ja piste!!
Wunderbare Tiere!
Wie süß ♥♥♥
awww they are all cute !!!
Ich verehre Schipperes , ich habe noch nie im Besitz einer, sondern hoffen, irgendwann; Vielen Dank für die gemeinsame Nutzung
I Love this !!!
haha the ship pups look like little cannon balls!
I want one. I want one. I want one. It is so amazing that the majority of them look so alike as if the entire breed are identical twins. Looking at the dad ( appears to be) here, he looks like my Schipperke I just lost due to car accident. I want to tell you, the pain of loss for me was immeasurable. I lost my precious on the 20th, July 2020. I cried so hysterically for two hours that my voice was shot for the next two days. But now things are more manageable but the pains come and go, rise and fall like scattered waves, depending on what triggers it or how it is triggered.
I wanted to say that I understand so well what you've described, the suffocating pain... I went through it november 27, my beloved Schipperke passed away due to old age, he was a few months from his 16th anniversary and for my part, i felt like my chest was empty and as if i was drowning in sorrow. I miss him cruelly but something that may sound silly helped me a little : Before going to sleep, i left a book on a satchel and next morning, i noticed that the book slipped and opened a little on page 27 (it's an almost 300 pages book) just like 11/27, the day he left me and more troubling, it was a page with an Albert Einstein's quote about eternal consciousness because it is energy and energy never disappear. I like to think of it as a sign because my mother have had signs after her brother passed away. It helped me and i hope you will find a way to heal your soul
@@Even457 I have never loved nor have I known the love she brought in my life. My mind could not fathom and refused to accept her death. The earth stood still and the sky froze and the rays from the sun as if it was just a picture on the horizon not moving. The silence in the air was so loud, it was deafening as I held her in my arms. I felt for me and I could not conceive of being mad at her. I couldn't.
My little gift woke me up as if from a dream, a dream called permanency.
This awakening makes every moment alive as it could be the last one. Continuity is an illusion. Love is now, not the next moment. it is this and this and this and this without repetition. When I saw her on the day she walked into my life it was a birth of its own kind for me. She wiped off everything that was up to that moment. I loved that creature beyond comprehension. Love in the form of an animal. I never dreamed was possible. But there was it was in a 10 lb little thing that wherever those little steps walked on became alive and timeless. Wherever she was and wherever she walked and whoever she met was all timeless and the innocence was real, day and night for a breathtaking 4 years.
For the first time, I was glad I was born to have witnessed this wonderful divinity that never asked to be worshiped.
I can go on and use a million words to express who she was and all those words will just melt away meaningless.
Shiney soft black hair, small feet, and her gentle kiss, and she took very little space where she slept. All the different barks she had for different things and I knew it all. How did she do it that I learned without even knowing that I had?
And then.........
one moment all gone.......................
I didn't make her. I didn't own her. She wasn't my property. I don't have the imagination or the ability to make such a living love.
I can not fathom complaining and be bitter. She wasn't an entitlement. She was a free gift of beauty for long years.
To feel bitter is to destroy that love and that is for me is impossible to orchestrate. That will be the same as destroying my little Kiko.
Just as I could not turn my back on that love, I could not turn my back on the trembling pain that shook me to my foundation.
mine passed also march 2020.i have not been able to go on.23 hrs. a day on the couch.maybe it was because he was my whole life,or im gettin older,65.he died at 8 yrs. old from cushings disease.i just dont care about anything anymore.his name was shipper.
i lost shipper at 7 yrs.old.purebred schip.he had cushings disease.the problem is you love them too much.im retired,we were together 24/7.its been 11 months,i still havent recovered.in deep depression,spend 23 hrs. a day on couch.gonna see a psychiatrist but just dont know,cant go on.hurts so bad.
@@garlandschubert9089 I understand you, my brother. I understand you more than I can put in words. It is utterly impossible to describe having innocence ripped away from every fiber of who one is. I held her in my arms and she was no more and no answers. Knowing intellectually that she was never mine in the first place and that knowing won't save one from the profound pain. Reason is meaningless and hardly puts a dent in it.
A person who has lost all the means of escape from the pain is the only person who has only one thing to look at. The pain itself. It is the pain itself that gives the solution, what it is and what it means, the real meaning, the psychological alchemy.
I could not escape the pain nor can I even now. I felt the trembling when I read your comment.
Pain has done this to me or perhaps I should say the content, what is in the pain is this: It is a loud doorbell that none of us in fact aren't here for long. There is no such thing as time. At any moment anything can just be gone forever. From one angle it is frightening and can cause serious problems. If one keeps starring and stays with it something else is revealed. It is this that transforms the pain into compassion. This compassion is of a different substance. The fact that each of us at every moment is a real precious presence, a timeless moment right here and right now. I wish I loved her every second and every moment but that is not the message. The real content of the pain is pointing to right now. How I treat others and all living things right here and right now including myself. I have two dogs, one I had and one I adopted after the loss of (Kiko) my dog. I look at them right here and now and cherish them through all the things they do, regardless of whether it is something I disapprove or approve of. And that can only happen when the messenger ( the pain) was not pushed to the side. It is that pain that keeps one from falling asleep on the wheel, taking things for granted. It is the source of awakening to life. The very thing people avoid is the very thing that is the answer. It is the pain that shuts the dreaming mind and brings it out of slumber.
Ich habe auch einen Schipperke
Sind die Hunde sehr gut?
Ihan oikeasti, Schipperke-emot eivät "jaa" pentuja keskenään - niillä jokaisella on vain "omat pennut". Ja niitä pentuja puolustetaan viimeiseen hengenvetoon asti. Pentuja ei todellakaan "jaeta". Yksi emo - yhdet pennut - ja piste!!
are they suitable for famillies with kids ?
Yes
Had Schips more than 15 years. No issues with children.
Ich hab einen