Oops was born at Moore Foust farm where my husband worked. When he came he was a little early and no one was ready for him. Mrs. Foust let me name him and from then on we were inseparable. I taught him to play hide and go seek as well as tag. He would lay his head in my lap to take naps. Oops was purchased and taken away soon after weaning. He changed hands once before entering into training with Steve Dunn. He then won WC in 2,3,4, and aged divisions. He was WGC his 2 and 4year old year. He was crowned the WGC of all TWH in 2002. I was there every year to cheer on my buddy. Most know him as Oops but I call him Booger. (He blew snot on me the first time we met.) I adore him and I hope to soon have his story in print as a childrens book. Check back frequently for new pics of babies and Oops. |