Dal-Tex BHC, Inc. is a not-for-profit organization, founded in 1954 to further the advancement and development of pure-bred Basset Hounds and to give persons engaged in breeding and exhibiting Basset Hounds an opportunity to exchange ideas. Dal-Tex is a member of the parent club, Basset Hound Club of America. 

The Club offers venues of conformation, obedience, tracking and sweepstakes. The Club holds two Specialty shows each year, one in the spring and one in the fall. These events are a good time to meet other members of the Club and see lots of Basset Hounds in competition. The Club also publishes a by-monthly newsletter which is full of news and information. A copy is available by contacting the newsletter editor, David Dickerson, email: david-dickerson@tx.rr.com.

As responsible breeders, we are the best source for a well-bred, healthy dog. It is our duty to carefully select the parents of each litter to emphasize attributes and minimize faults in their progeny and to never breed a litter without considering the advancement of the breed.

Membership to Dal-Tex Basset Hound CLub is opened to any person over 18 years of age, in good standing with the American Kennel Club, who owns a pure-bred, American Kennel Club registered Basset Hound. The applicant shall suscribe to the objectives of the Club. Regular members shall have all privileges of the Club, including the right to hold office and to vote on any issue of the Club and in the annual election of Officers & Directors.

An associate member shall be anyone with like interest of the regular membership, but need not own a Basset Hound, cannot hold office, vote on any issue of the Club, or vote in the annual election of officers and directors of the Club.

For more information or a copy of the Club's Constitution & Bylaws or an application for membership, please contact club secretary Freda Burks at fab@airmail.net.

WHAT IS A BREEDER ??

A Breeder (with a capital B) is one who thirsts for knowledge and never really knows it all, one who wrestles with decisions of conscience, convenience, and commitment.

A Breeder is one who sacrifices personal interests, finances, time, friendships, fancy furniture, and deep pile carpeting! She/he gives up the dreams of a long, luxurious cruise in favour of turning that all important Show into this years "vacation".

The Breeder goes without sleep (but never without coffee!) in hours spent planning a breeding or watching anxiously over the birth process, and afterwards, over every little sneeze, wiggle or cry.

The Breeder skips dinner parties because that litter is due or the babies have to be fed at eight. She disregards birth fluids and puts mouth to mouth to save a gasping newborn, literally blowing life into a tiny, helpless creature that may be the culmination of a lifetime of dreams.

A Breeder's lap is a marvellous place where generations of proud and noble champions once snoozed. A Breeders hands are strong and firm and often soiled, but ever so gentle and sensitive to the thrusts of a puppy's wet nose.

A Breeder's back and knees are usually arthritic from stooping, bending, and sitting in the birthing box, but are strong enough to enable the breeder to Show the next choice pup to a Championship.

A Breeder's shoulders are stooped and often heaped with abuse from competitors, but they're wide enough to support the weight of a thousand defeats and frustrations.

A Breeder's arms are always able to wield a mop, support an armful of puppies, or lend a helping hand to a newcomer.

A Breeder's ears are wondrous things, sometimes red (from being talked about) or strangely shaped (from being pressed against a phone receiver), often deaf to criticism, yet always fine-tuned to the whimper of a sick puppy.

A Breeder's eyes are blurred from pedigree research and sometimes blind to his/her own dog's faults, but they are ever so keen to the competitions' faults and are always searching for the perfect specimen.

A Breeder's brain is foggy on faces, but it can recall pedigrees faster than an IBM computer. It's so full of knowledge that sometimes it blows a fuse:  it catalogues thousands of good bonings, fine ears, and perfect heads...and buries in the soul the failures and the ones that didn't turn out.

The Breeder's heart is often broken, but it beats strongly with hope everlasting... and it's always in the right place !

Oh, yes, there are breeders, and then, there are BREEDERS!!

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