About
Beverley of Rutland Manor Australia-
Co -Founder of the
ASD
Australian Labradoodle
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A number of years ago,
when puppies were emailing me to let me know how they were
getting along in their new homes across the world they started to
address me as 'grandma Beverley'. I was no longer their
'mummy' as they now had new mummies and daddies, and I began to
reply to them, calling them my grandbabies, or grand-doodles .
Before I knew it, I was being referred to as 'Grandma Beverley' by
Doodles everywhere. I have even had letters arrive from other
countries, addressed to 'Grandma Beverley at Rutland Manor, Darnum
Victoria Australia' And I love it!
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Hello and Thank you for
reading my story!
My name is Beverley
Rutland-Manners. The
love of animals began
as far back as I can
remember in my family.
My grandmother Josie
left Ireland as a young girl
and voyaged alone to
Australia to escape the
orange and green conflict in
her home.
She
settled on a vast sheep
station in Australia where she was soon
surrounded by animals.
That was an epic journey for
a young girl to undertake
back in 1914!
Perhaps it is from Josie
that I get my
pioneering spirit.
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My Dad's mother,
Josie on a New
South Wales
Sheep Property
in 1914 |
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And
Ninety Three Years Later - It's In The Blood ! |
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Here I am feeding my Wiltshire/Dorper ewes and lambs
in July2007 and riding my mare Holly to a National
Championship in 1999. |
 Josie
married a
handsome
American
- Pelham
Rutland-Manners
affectionately
known as
'Plum'.
Plum was from
English
descent but
was born in New
Jersey USA.
Plum was the
editor of
the New York
Tribune for
more than
ten years. |
 I didn't know
my mother, but my
dad was Francis
Joseph
Rutland-Manners, and
it was from Dad that
I learned about
integrity, and to
respect others and
myself. Dad
'sat' on the
Magistrate Bench in
Bathurst New South
Wales, was a Justice
of the Peace, and
held several roles
of responsiblity
within the
community, for some
of which he was
awarded citizenship
awards for his
contributions to
society.
Dad was a Chess
Master and runner up
World Champion Chess
Correspondence
Champion (in those
days it took four
years to conduct a
match by postal
mail!)
Dad passed away in
February 2004 and
left a void in my
life which will
never really be
filled.
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 It
took me over a year to be ready to look through the
trunk full of family his tory
sent to me. When I did, I found these items
which explained to me why my dad was a person of
such high moral standards. Click the
images to enlarge and read. |
From
the time I was a little girl, dogs always knew I
loved them and they loved me right on back!
In those days it was a common sight to see dogs out
loose on the footpaths without an owner, and laws
were different to what they are today. Many a
time I would arrive home from school riding my
bicycle, with at least one or two stray dogs
trotting along with me. It was as if I were a
dog magnet. When I was in my late teens
and earning my own money, I would occasionally
notice a dirty, matted dog walking along the
footpath minus its owner, and I just couldn't help
myself ! I'd bundle it into my car, and take
it home, give it a good groom and shampoo and
flea rinse and blow dry its coat, and then drive it
back to the same spot I had found it.
 There
must have been some very surprised owners when their
dog turned up back home all cleaned up and brand
new!
And so I guess it was
a
natural
progression
that
my
career
path
would
be
inter woven
with
animals. My
father
insisted
that I
first
gained
secretarial
and
teaching
qualifications,
for
which I
will
always
be
thankful
to him,
and once
my
formal
education
had
ensured
me a
reasonably
secure
future,
I left
the
'four
walls'
environment
to
pursue
an
outdoor
activities
lifestyle
with
animals,
which
was my
heart's
desire.
After
graduating
from
the
Michael
Tucker
Dog
Psychology
Course,
I
spent
the
next
ten
years
as
supervisor
and
resident
dog
trainer
for
the
Elva Raper
chain
of
boarding/training
kennels
in
Melbourne.
After
this,
followed
a
fifteen
year
period
where
I
was
proprietor
of
my
own
boarding/training
kennels
(Peppercorn
Park)
and
dog
grooming
salon
on
the
outskirts
of
Melbourne.
 I furthered my
studies on pure bred dogs and held a dog judging
license in Victoria for Groups 3 and 5 and bred and
exhibited Rottweilers and German Shepherd
Dogs (Grafenburg) Scotch Collies
(Silhouette) and Shih Tzus and Maltese (Pixiepaws)
over a period of thirty years..
For twelve years I also
bred and exhibited Persian cats,
specialising in Smokes, under the
prefix 'Fairyland' until I became too busy
with judging appointments and as a public dog trainer/behaviorist.
My
beloved
Rutland
(Grafenburg
Just
So )
at
ten
months
old
sitting
behind
his
mother,
Grafenburg
Magdela.
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"Avalanche" Blue
Eyed White Persian |
Cream Smoke Fairyland
Female Persian |
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| "Fairyland Moonshadow"
Black Smoke Kitten with his winnings at
the Pedigreed Persian Show Sydney some
time in the 1970's |
Red Smoke female and BlueCream Smoke
Female Persians bred by Fairyland. |
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After so
many
years
in the
Pure
Breed
world,
showing,
breeding,
grooming,
judging,
training
and
boarding,
I became
very
disheartened
with the
health
status
of the
"Pure
Breeds"
and with
the
politics
of the
Show
Ring.
It
seemed
that
there
was
nowhere
left to
go with
the
breeding
programs.
The
breeds I loved
were
plagued
with
inherited
diseases
and
lines
were so
inbred
and criss
crossed
I felt
they had
been
painted
into a
corner.
It was
too
heartbreaking
to
continue
on.
I turned
in my
judge's license
and
stopped
breeding
with my
then
current
breed,
the
German
Shepherd
Dog.
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 Then
a new
cross
breed at
an Open
Day of
the
Melbourne
Guide
Dogs
caught
my
daughter
Angela's
attention.
She was
convinced
that
here was
an
opportunity
to
develop
a brand
new
healthy
dog
breed
and I
caught
onto her
excitement.
As so
often is
the case
in
matters
of
vision,
our
ideas
and
philosophies
were not
quite
aligned
and each
of us
set up a
separate
center
expressly
for the
research
and
development
of this
new dog
breed.
Angela
named
her
center
Tegan
Park and
mine
became
Rutland
Manor in
honor of
my
beloved
old
 German
Shepherd
gentleman
"Rutland"
the last
I bred,
who
waits
for me
at
Rainbow
Bridge.
We each
obtained
the
first of
our
commencing breeding
stock on
the same
day from
the same
gentleman,
Mr Don
Evans
who had
been
crossing
Labradors
and
Poodles
(as well
as
other
mixed
hybrids) and
began
what was
to
become
an
exciting,
never
boring,
always
challenging
journey
over the
next
twenty
one
years as
at 2008.
The
amazing
dog
which
was
developed,
has
surpassed
all my
expectations
and soon
gained
world
wide
popularity
in the
most
incredible
way I
have
ever
witnessed
in a dog
breed in
over
fifty
years of
breeding.
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to be
continued...........:-)))))) |
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