What can I say about Jenny, but that she is one of the best things that has ever happened to me!

Named after Jenny in the Forrest Gump movie, she was just over 3 months old when she entered my life. It all started when I first saw Jenny's dam Rozy v.Krato's Hof - she had to be the most breathtaking Boxers I had seen, so strong and powerful, both mentally and physically, but in the same time very feminine and noble, with the most beautiful floating movement. I was so taken with Rozy, I had to have one of her puppies, and I didn't change my mind even when she was bred to a dog that in my opinion was far less of a Boxer than Rozy herself. It was planned Rozy was going to be bred in Belgium, but she came into season too early, and taking her to this dog in Slovakia was the last moment decision, or so I heard. Upon first contact, I was told Rozy's puppies were not going to be offered for sale outside of her breeder's city, but the chance presented itself when the puppies were 3.5 months old, and I was not going to let it go. I had a choice between Jenny and her beautiful sister Arletta, but it didn't take me more than 2 seconds to know which one I was going to take home. If there is such thing as love at the first sight, then it was it. She had her ears cropped the day before I took her home, and spent the following night on my bed. I hugged her before falling asleep, and in the morning I found her in the same position - curled up in my arms, her head resting on my shoulder. Of course I could not have guessed it at that time, but all she did she demonstrated me that she was more than a Boxer. And then there was a long train trip, and we were home.

It was obvious right from the beginning that Jenny was not an ordinary puppy. The first day at home, she needed to have one of her ears restitched, and she just laid there waiting for the doctor to finish. No anesthesia. No restraint. I was stunned, but what I did not know that this was just another small demonstration of Jenny's incredible inborn patience. Until today, no matter how unpleasant or painful some necessary medical procedure can be, Jenny doesn't need anyone holding her down - she just stays and waits for it to be over. Still before four months of age she would sit and wait patiently for a release command before chasing a thrown ball. As a puppy, she had complete freedom around the house, and she had never touched anything without permission - food, house plants, plush toys, shoes, books - none of the things that new puppy owners usually hide away. At five months I could leave her anywhere and she would always be right where I left her upon my return. Jenny could easily be one of those dogs that wait for their owner's return forever. At her very first show, at seven month old, she was the only Boxer not crated and not tied up at the show grounds - she just stayed there on the stadium bench, in her blue jeans coat, and I could go from ring to ring, knowing she would not leave nor get into trouble. Her long stays came naturally, with very little practice - I remember how amazed the trainers at the SchH club were with my training abilities, yet with Jenny it was anything but my credit. All she needed was to see why this or that was necessary, and I could consider the exercise done. She had never been punished or yelled at - if she had done something wrong, it was enough for me to give her a dissatisfied look, and she would do anything to make it up to me. Incredible patience, self control and tolerance are some of her qualities I have not seen in too many Boxers, but these are only a small part of Jenny's unique personality. No matter what she does, she does it her very own unrepeatable non-doggy way.

Jenny is the only Boxer I have had that I trust 100% no matter what happens around. There is never a shadow of a doubt in my mind about her behavior in any situation. This is a dog who went everywhere with me - train, ship, plane or bicycle, Toronto's streetcar or Polish railway, transatlantic flight or stroll in a dog park - Jenny does not need to be controlled, held back or encouraged in any way. She has protected me on several occasions, always acting on her own, just because she felt she should. We must have gone to over twenty countries together and have taken well over one hundred trips, and I don't remember a single occasion she did not do her best to prove she can be trusted anytime anywhere. Not many Boxer owners can say the same.

If I were to use only one word to describe Jenny's character, it would be deep. When she loves, she loves to the last breath, and so strongly, it almost hurts. If she hates, she hates with every fiber of her being, and forever. The depth of her emotions is truly amazing, and can be scary to someone merely acquainted with her. She is a wholesome personality, and very balanced. When she meets someone, be it a person or another dog, she decides if she likes them or not, and there is no way she is changing her opinion, yet she is not going to act out without giving it a lot of thought. One exception was her feelings about Kara, our old girl that passed away recently. Jenny hated her, hated so much she could not stand her for even one second. If she had a chance, she could probably kill her, and those who have seen Jenny expressing her rage could never believe this was the same dog who can gently mother a kitten or let a child stick pencils into her ears without as much as flinching her eyebrow. Generally she is a friendly and polite dog, she knows how to be cute and knows how to chase away someone she considers a threat to her family. To an outsider, there is very little Boxer silliness in Jenny, yet she can be a complete puppy with those who she knows and loves.

Jenny is one of the most pleasant companions and is by far the easiest dog to manage from those we have had. She never makes as much as one move against what I ask of her, she seems to always know what is expected of her in any situation, she is true and honest all the way to the core, and she loves me the way I don't think any other dog ever will. It seems all Jenny wants in her life is to be by my side, to sit at my feet, or to curl in my arms for her to be completely happy. She has never doubted that I am her only God, and in turn I have never loved any creature as deeply as I love my little Jenny.

I love this dog over most other things in my life. When I am away from home, I miss her the most. It is not easy to express, but there is some connection between Jenny and me that surpasses a great dog-loving owner relationship. Her personality mimics mine to a scary degree, she reads my moods, and every time I get ill, she comes down with a similar sickness. Jenny is more than a dog, and more than a family member to me. Not a Boxer, but true guardian angel, Jenny is a once in a lifetime experience. With my Jenny turning 10 years old soon, I get choked up thinking that one day I will wake up without this little lump of love and faith by my side.

For those of you who are interested in the professional side, here comes brief description. Jenny is an oversized and powerful, but feminine and clean Boxer. Her strongest qualities are the great length of leg, beautifully balanced front/rear angles, teeth and bite that are practically perfect, excellent muzzle and lip-to-lip formation, ample length of neck and the most impressive ground coverage on the move you will ever see. Her weak points are the skull, expression, pasterns and possibly the croup angle. Her pedigree contains more super-winning super-popular junk lines than I would have liked. Jenny has only had two litters, and even though the quality of her puppies is well above average in the conformation department and simply great temperament-wise, she has had more cryptorchidism cases than we render acceptable. I consider Jenny's greatest achievement in breeding to be the fact she consistently passed her unsurpassable depth of emotions onto her puppies.