Amberlyn Shelties was established in 1985 when we purchased
our first sheltie whom we named Kricket (later to become Ch.
Marni-Maureen's Kimmy Kricket, CD)  She showed us the true
beauty and intelligence of the breed by her many silly antics to
make us laugh to her loyalty throughout her life.  We were
introduced to the obedience ring, conformation ring and the
many, many friends we have accumulated over the years.

We do selective breedings a couple of times a year with the goal
in mind to produce healthy, happy dogs who not only conform to
the standard but would make the best possible companions as a
family member.

We test our breeding dogs for the diseases that can be tested for
such as clearance on eyes, vWd, thyroid including TgAA as well
as hip certification. All puppies that are sold as a companion are
sold on a non-breeding contract and proof of this being done is
required by us.

Puppies are raised in our kitchen and,when old enough to run
around, are given the freedom to do so in our living room under
supervision.  Only when they have had their first set of boosters
do we take them outside and introduce them to the "bigger"

We have shown and finished over 50 home-bred champions.  We
have put titles in obedience on some and herding titles on some
and Rally Titles on some and have enjoyed every minute of it.  
The sheltie is a very versatile little dog that wins hearts of many.

Now sit back, grab a coffee and take a peek at our dogs.
Amberlyn Shelties, perm. Reg.
Prizes from 2016 Wassa Specialty Aug. 12, 2016
Best in Specialty - BISS Gr.Ch. Amberlyn's Etched in Stone HIT
Best of Opposite - Ch. Amberlyn's Sorority Girl
Winners Bitch     -  Ch. Amberlyn's Promise Ring
Members of The Canadian Shetland Sheepdog Association
Members of the Winnipeg Area Shetland Sheepdog Association
Contact us if you have any questions or enquiries
Betty or Kim Sawatzk

Home phone 204-422-9115
Cell phone 204-223-9635
Dear Past and Future Puppy Owners

I loved them first.  I thought of you years before you even realized.  I planned for and cared about your baby long before you started thinking of adding
to your family.  I worried about your future with that puppy before you knew there would be one.

There were hours upon hours spent researching lines for the parents of your puppies.  Going over breeder after breeder, choosing not only my pet but
looking for a dog that will makek you your pet.  Worrying if you'd be happy, if I had chosen correctly and your puppy would grow up healthy and happy.  
Going over puppy after puppy with fellow breeders, running over my program with as many knowledgeable breeders as I can, determined to not miss
anything.  Tracing lines back as far as I could, learning the ins and outs not only for my knowledge but so that I was informed, prepared to go over
every detail with you, to answer the questions that sometimes you don't even ask.

Then there's years of watching your puppies parents grow.  Loving them and enjoying them as part of my family.  Taking them everywhere I can,
training them, socializing them, watching how they fill out.  Asking myself if I had nade the right choice in both of them.  Scrutinizing their
conformatiuon, how they move, and their temperament.  There was the stress of health testing.  Praing not only that my babies were healthy but that
they had the genes to ake your baby healthy.

Finally came the time to put your puppies parents together.  For the next 63 daysI worried, I obsessed, I grew excited.  Ii watched your puppies mom
like a hawk.  Making sure my baby was ok, monitoring her diet better than I do my own.  Concerned that she was geting enough of the right nutrients
and that your growing baby was getting the best start possible.  I spent hours on the couch, floor, and dog bed with her watching her tummy grow and
anxiously waiting.  As your baby and mine grew I laid my hands on her tummy and felt the first movements of your puppy.  As the time grew close I
spend most nights in the nursery with her.  Making sure she didn't go into labor without me knowing, in case something went wrong and one of our
babies needed help.  When labour started my whole life stopped.  I spent every second with her.  Your baby was born into my hands and I held my
breath as I cleaned them up, watching for movement and breathing, cleaning them up, checking them over and wondering if you'd love them as much
as I already did.  I helped your babies brother when mom got tired and he was stuck.  I cried when your babie's sister didn't make it.  

For the first 8 weeks most of my life was filled with your baby.  Watching them grow and making sure I was doing everything possible to make sure
they started their lives the right way.  Making sure each one was getting enough to eat, enough socialization time, that they were de-wormed and
given their shots.  I was the first person they saw when they opened their eyes.  I spent my weeks playing with them and keeping them safe.

I searched for you and interviewed you.  As you spoke I itried to read your character.  Would you love them as much as I do?  Would you bring them in
as part of your family?Would you care for this tiny life that I brought into thisi world that I am responsible for?  Some of you were turned away bst
some of you were welcomed into our family.  The day
you took your baby home was harder than I'd ever let on.  I was excited for you but I was also
terrified.  Had I chosen correctly?  Were you who you seemed to be?

My love and worry didn't end there.  I thought about your baby regularly, saddened when I didn't get updates, ecstatic when I did.  I hoped you were
caring for your baby the way I care for mine.  I answered your questions happily and answered them again just as happily to your babies stiblings new
parents.  When your puppies sister ate a couch I stayed up that night she was at the vets, waiting to hear that she was ok.  When their bothers
parents decided he no longer fit in their life I welcomed him home, sorry that I had chosen wrong for him and promised him it wouldn't happen again.
I loved your baby first and I will never stop.