Inanda Mellberg Kennels

Ula playing with two wirehaired dachsies ... all three dogs belong to friends of mine. Ula spends most of her time on a farm outside Kimberly, but her owner has business interests in Johannesburg as well, and so she goes with him.

Stanza and Ranston. This particular field is fairly large and it's 95% fenced, so I feel very comfortable walking my dogs here, off the lead. I'm not in the least worried about them running away, but there are a lot of people around with dogs that are rather less than nice, plus there is a "pack" of semi-feral dogs, probably from Diepsloot, that come and go in this area. Personally ... rather safe than sorry!

Isn't she quite adorable? Ysterkliprif Cleopatra, sired by my Inanda Mellberg Ranston out of a Shumtani bitch. She now lives with Astrida and Tony Van Zantwijk. She has five litter-mates, two sisters and three brothers, all correct.

Difficult to spot in the tall dry grass that so perfectly matches their colouring, but ... towards the end of the 20 seconds you can see them. Ranston and Stanza.

Ranston's gorgeous puppies at Kennel Ysterkliprif in KZN. It's his first litter, and we couldn't be happier. Three boys and three girls, all correct and with nice long ridges. No DS, and no excessive white. Inanda Mellberg Ranston is by Inanda Mellberg Athol-Aramis by U ex Inanda Mellberg Nimla by Bolt. Mariet Craffert Kobus Craffert Tony Van Zantwijk

I know it's there! I absolutely know it's there!! I just gave to dig a bit more!!! Ula on the farm 😍

Early morning with Stanza on ICB. I just so love the sheer joy in her.

Early-morning constitutional for Sammy the lurcher, Tammy the miniature schnauzer, and Ula ... the Rhodesian Ridgeback.

The bottom part of our property, the Diepsloot Paddock, is quite big and fenced on 3¾ sides. This is where I often take my dogs for a walk, early in the morning and off the lead so that they get a good run. Here Ranston and Stanza have put up the guinea fowl, who then flew into one of the gardens next-door. And then onto Cluny Farm, across the road, with Ranston and Stanza, ever hopeful, in "hot pursuit" ❤️

Ostrich trachea snack ... while "sis" Cindy is whining in the background, pointing out that it is family walkies time.

Early morning in the veld. Ranston and Stanza are both "high-energy" individuals, and Stanza in particular can get a little naughty if she doesn't have a good run/romp. And Ranston loves to join her.

The glory of those early-morning walks. Ranston and Stanza enjoying a frolick in the still dew-wet grass. That hour or so that we're out sets us all up for a good day.

Every time a puppy leaves me, I have very mixed emotions about it. I am always happy; I pick my puppy buyers extremely carefully, and so always feel confident the dog is going to the best possible home. And at the same time ... will they ever love the puppy as much as I loved it? Will it have the active and rich life I believe it deserves? And then ... I get a video like this, and I smile from ear to ear. Ula in her new home, on a farm outside Kimberly. With her new best buddy🥰 Thank you Jean-Fredrik and family.

For various reasons, yesterday was a bit of a non-day, and none of the dogs got to go out. So Ranston and Stanza were over-joyed when I picked up the leads at about 6.30 this morning, and grabbed the remote for my gates. It's about a 50m walk to where I can let them go, and then they can run, frolick, and sniff to their hearts' content. A quiet evening ahead. I don't "do" New Year's Eve, but have some good food and an excellent bottle of red wine ... and we'll all be asleep long before the magic hour. To all my RR friends around the world ... I wish you a very very Happy New Year, and may 2024 bring you all that which you most need and want.

Seven weeks old tomorrow. Daily zoomies, followed by "total exhaustion" and deeeeeep sleep. They are now on three meals a day, going on to four tomorrow, and they only ask to be let out once during the night. Mom Nimla is down to three meals a day, but still nurses them a couple of times during the day, and usually once very early in the morning, around 3.30/4am. One little girl is still looking for the right home.

My fantastic five! As of the day before yesterday, they are now out on the paved stoep "under their own steam" (my puppies don't get carried very often), and they are enjoying it. Two well-chewed chairs, a table, a raised dog-bed and a big cushion, lots of leaves, well-chewed marrowbones, a big travelling crate ... lots to keep them busy for now. Adding a tyre next week (too heavy for me to carry), some pinecones, and one or two bricks.

I just love the joy and the energy.