Bar was the first Ridgeback that shared his life with me. Bar was a special dog, that left his mark on the hart of anyone who met him.
Bar was a big dog, with huge charisma and golden hart.
I took Bar as a 3 month old pup, weak and suffering from unexplained motorical problems. I took him for a while "till he will get better". I kept him till he was 9 months old, I had no intention to keep a male, I was busy looking for my first "perfect" bitch puppy. So I found him a great home, where he stayed for 9 months, but Bar refused to separate from me. He just refused to keep on without me and after 9 months I had no choice then to take him back. Bar tough me that any one, even a dog, can influence his own fate, if his just want it enough. Bar chose to share his life with me.
Bar had impressive physical abilities, he never got tiered and no barrier could stop him. When he wanted to get somewhere (normally that will be – to be with me) he would jump from a second floor window, climb 3 meter high fence or brake a shutter.
Toward children, pups, bitchs, kittens and people – he was a softy; grown up male dogs he didn't like.
Bar lived with me when I worked for the Society for the Protection of Nature in Israel, so he did travel with me all along the country, and everywhere he was a wonderful ambassador for his breed.
Bar had a very special blood lines combination: his mother was a South African import, from Laurie Venter's breeding (Isr. Ch. Lionhill Lamola( and his father was the Dutch Multi Ch. Vumba, also a son of South African bitch from Laurie Venter Glenaholm bitch. I'm proud that Bar was a son of such a great dog as Vumba.
Bar was affected by Herlichia (tick fiver), he managed to get over it but few years latter, at the age of 11, as a result of side effect of the treatment he got few years before, Bar passed away. He will always remain my beloved soul mate and dear companion.
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