COMING SOON……

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In the days to come, each member of my “red herd” team will be introduced to you through video technology on my Facebook page, as I cannot post regular video here. However, if you don’t follow FB , I will make certain that the posts here are infused with enough adjectives to bring them “alive” in your minds.

After all, our Southern charm, ability to accessorize and love of our Southern and British roots will hopefully endear each and every one of you to not only our cause, but to our breed! You will see each of us as we really are- we gloss over nothing! For example, I have worked hard to educate myself in the ways of a Renaissance bully. I am epitome of a Southern gentleman. I enjoy curling up in our library with the likes of Shakespeare, Chaucer, Churchill, Walker Percy and Lyle Saxon, as well as to study French and The Arts.

Miss Sophie Peach on the other paw is somewhat of an ingenue in her pearls,

 

while Master Kirby FitzKippers is, how can I say this NOT in the vernacular? Peut-être en français, oui, c’est tout! Le jeune garçon est plein de pisse et de vinaigre! I kid you not!

We are looking forward to the launch of our new collection this fall for women!

Some of this post may be redundant to you who have loyally followed me for the last four years and know my story from its grim beginning, but for those who are new to Classic Kippers and to me, Mr. Kippers, it will help you to enjoy this journey, my journey, to pay forward my good fortune in helping others who have been abused and abandoned. The net profit from all of my sales goes to helping animals who are in need.

This blog covers my life since my book was published in 2015 and it also will explain why our launch began with bow ties! The years prior can be found in my autobiography,”Rags to Renaissance, The Southern Education of an Abused English Bull Terrier” which can be purchased at my online store,  ClassicKippers.biz  along with my bow ties and tees. As always, all three can be purchased at John Pickens’ Clothier in Shreveport, Louisiana and Olivine, Rice Village, Houston, Texas.

In 2013, Classic Kippers was launched with the introduction of my bow ties and tees- all American made!
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In 2015, my autobiography was published with the first printing selling out in 33 days. My book is now in its third printing, which of course is…published in America!

One review stated: “Rags to Renaissance” is a delightfully gentle and inspiring read with a bit of southern color. Mr. Kippers, an English Bull Terrier, is a clever writer with an amazing vocabulary and an affinity for the Classics.”
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In the Fall of 2017, Classic Kippers will introduce my ladies line of _______?????
And you thought I was going to slip and giveaway my secret! Not happening just yet, but the line is also American made- boy is it American made!

As CEO of Classic Kippers I will continue at its helm for the near future. I am diligently working on designs for my Fall Collection.

 

Miss Sophie Peach will be taking a major roll in sales this fall, as she is the only female team member, and the new line focuses on women. Miss Sophie Peach envisions herself a cover girl in pearls!

Master Kirby FitzKippers, my adopted son and protégé, has grown entirely too big for his britches. And, since Classic Kippers was founded on humility, gratefulness and the desire to pay forward my good fortune after having been abused and abandoned, Master Kirby has been sent to the mail room to begin his career in Shipping and Receiving.

Please remember in purchasing from Classic Kippers, you are getting two gifts for the price of one. First, something wonderful for yourself or a friend and the second gift is that the profit garnered from your purchase will help to save the life of an animal.

That is all…

TORTUE ORANGE!

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MASTER KIRBY HERE:
I have begun my studies to become a Renaissance Bully like my adopted dad, Mr Kippers. That means time must be spent in the Walker House library.

Cicero said it best, “”If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.”

Well bless my Mama! That is as true as the fact that the moon glows at night! Maybe there IS something to all of this library reading. I’ll have to hand it to Cicero, he “gets it”- especially about the garden. And that is what brings me to the subject of this blog post.

Mom was working on the sofa with Miss Sophie Peach and Mr Kippers by her side when I got the urge to go potty. There is a three minute window from the time I bark to get me outside or the next thing they hear is “clean up on aisle 3”. Sometimes I bark just to see how fast I can get my people to move!

Today I sounded the alarm loudly and Dad came running! We immediately went outside where, after I took care of my personal business, I alerted and started to track. Dad called Mom to hurry and come out with camera ready because he said I had either found a turtle scent or feral cat poop. The first one is acceptable, the second is what a foxhunter would call riot*… of sorts.
*Riot – When hounds hunt anything besides intended quarry, it is called riot.
No riot today! When Mom got outside Dad let my lead out and I hit that line like a strike bully!


Yep, I nabbed my second turtle 🐢 🐢!
Mom not only got me on video in “capture mode”, but she took my turtle inside and indelibly marked him with the appropriate information.

 

She then brought him back out so that he and I could visit. Mr Kippers has caught over 50, Miss Sophie Peach about a dozen and though I have only two to my credit, Mom said this was the most beautiful turtle of all the turtles that have been captured at Walker House! And he’s my favorite color! I have “Baton Orange ” and now “Tortue Orange”!

 

T. S. Eliot said, “Home is where one starts from.” I’m not certain about Mr Eliot, well that being a big quote of his and all. Of course one starts from home. I mean my crate is in my home and I do have to start from there in order to get to the garden to hunt for turtles! SHEESH!

SHE’S A GRAND OLD FLAG!

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My Dad is quite a guy! He actually bought and put together this white Adirondack chair, which I believe involved “hundreds” of screws, just so I could showcase these beautiful pillows made by the artists of Evergreen, who are challenged. They work very hard and do such a nice job making these delightful patriotic flag pillows!

I know these look like me, but this doesn’t have any connection to me nor my fundraising for Classic Kippers, but after all, we should always help others, should we not?

Remember, JUNE 14th is FLAG DAY and then there is THE FOURTH OF JULY!
After all, Southern hospitality is the lifeblood which courses through our veins.

So picture this-

A few of these beautiful handmade and hand painted pillows lovingly placed upon a wicker settee or a porch swing, a cold pitcher of lemonade and some warm ginger snap cookies on a table nearby to welcome a gathering of friends on a sultry summer afternoon. Gracious ladies, elegant in straw hats, gauzy linen dresses- always in their pearls- these Southern Belles on the arm of gentlemen, impeccably turned out in seersucker suits, white bucks and the appropriate Classic Kippers’ bow ties!

Make your summer a feel good summer – for yourself and for the artist, who despite his or her challenges, has created a lovely patriotic piece for your special place.

Show your patriotism and your love of animals!

The Evergreen artist’s AMERICAN FLAG pillows
can be purchased in their gift shop at:
Evergreen
2101 Highway 80
Haughton, LA 71037
You can give them a call at
(318) 949-5500

KIRBY’S FIRST BIRTHDAY!

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I AM ONE!
I AM AN ENGLISH BULL TERRIER!
I AM SPECIAL!

TRANSLATION:

I HAVE TWO YEARS TO GO UNTIL MATURITY.
I AM A HOLY TERROR!
I AM A BRAT!

That being said, I was still given a very cool party. It was just for immediate family though.

Something about no others guests until I’m three. At that point I’m supposed to be “socially acceptable”. As if some magical button is going to be pushed and I’m going to turn into Mr Perfect. You really believe that… right? (snort, snort , chortle, chortle)
I was slightly late for my luau, but Papa Kippers and Her Royal Highness, Miss Sophie had some hors d’oeuvres and frozen pineapple drinks while they waited. Sophie cannot hold her pineapple juice and drank so fast that she kept having “brain freezes”!

When I did arrive, Sophie Peach’s pearls were askew and she was bobbing and weaving, giggling and singing.

Papa Kippers looked slightly mortified, but we feasted on banana slices with fat-free whipped cream and pumpkin biscuits, as well as those little pineapple drinks.

Let me interject that all those trips to Sonic made me a pro at drinking from a straw!

I kid you not!

 

And now on to year TWO!

SUMMER FUN! SONIC bound!

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In my eleven months of life I have learned a great deal. Despite the fact that I am a whirling dervish, a ricochet rabbit, and a pain in the patoot, I must be given credit for  realizing that if I put on my harness, strap into my seat belts ( yes, belts- plural – it takes two baby!) and behave, I get to go to our local Sonic Drive-In for ice water! It’s an afternoon outing of which I totally look forward to each day. And yes, I’m afraid that I can pitch a little fit if denied this simple pleasure! So, if you see me out in the Kipper Mobile, just cruising in my summer cap and protective eye gear, give a beep or a wave! 

 

DON’T FORGET, DOGS CAN SUNBURN TOO, SO PROTECT YOUR PET!

YES, I DEVELOP AN AURA WHEN I’M SONIC BOUND!

 

SONIC ICE WATER, IT’S WHAT’S  FOR SUMMER!

 

WELCOME TO THE CLUB YOUNG JEDI!

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IN FOX HUNTING TERMS:
Drawing blank- A day is blank when hounds do not find a fox.

We English Bull terriers know these things AND we know that since this year’s turtle season opened, our “Pack of Reds” has been drawing blank. I actually thought that we’d have a remarkable season since our winter was so mild, but turtle scent has been non existent- until today!

I, Mr Kippers, have garnered 51 box turtles in my career- thus far- and
Miss Sophie Peach has turned in a very respectable 12 turtles in the last 24 months.

Of course, Master Kirby FitzKippers is only 11 months old. We certainly understand that it will take time. Or so we thought…

Today Dad turned Kirby out into Bully Park for a little exercise, but within five minutes, Kirby struck a scent line that put Dad into overdrive to get back to Bully Park to check on him. Low and behold, he had a humongous turtle pinned. He was so proud! Dad flipped it over to see if it had been caught before, (you know Mom marks them with indelible ink  number & initials), but it hadn’t!

I don’t think that Miss Sophie Peach nor I were ever as proud! ( and we were extremely proud of our catches)

Mom was called, pictures taken and the appropriate marks added.

Kirby, welcome to the club!

THE SMILE OF A PROUD HUNTER!

MOM! PUT MY NAME ON IT PRETTY PLEASE.

WHERE THERE’S A SOFA THERE’S A WAY!

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Many of you know that one of my seven surgeries was to correct my elongated palate four years ago. Granted it is usually seen in brachiocephalic dogs, (you know, the smushed faced variety), but then again, the nose on an EBT is the other extreme. That being said, Mom was told that it might be best if I ate from an elevated bowl. Truth is, I get choked sometimes whether the bowl is on the floor or elevated- really choked, so for the last four years- my mom and dad have fed me by hand. I eat with zest when my neck is stretched out. Of course, most dogs who have the surgery have no problems at all, but I also have other issues. It really doesn’t matter because Mom said she would do whatever it takes to keep me healthy and Dad feels that way too! It’s just another of the special times we share together.
Anyway, yesterday I was getting ready to eat my breakfast when Mom had to get up to go to the door. She put my bowl down on the sofa and I thought, “Hmmmm, I think I’ll try to help out today by stretching out my neck and eating by myself. I have a special way of doing that which mom and dad have seen and it always makes them laugh, but it doesn’t seem like they’ve ever gotten a really good shot on camera… that is until yesterday. Dad had an inkling I might do it, so he had the camera ready!
Lo and behold, from across the room, he zoomed in and got me stretching out my neck -which involves quite an interesting body position. Yep, I just walk my hind legs up that back of the sofa, stretch out and chow down.
That is all and all gone!

KIRBY’S FAIS DO-DO

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BONJOUR MES AMIS!
If you are from Louisiana, and whether or not you’re a real Cajun, you KNOW:
FAIS DO-DO
Crawfish Boil
Filé
Gumbo
Bayou
Beignet
Bisque
Couche-Couche
Étouffée
Jambalaya
Pain Perdu
Roux
Tooloulou
Zydeco

Papa Kippers is making sure, as a new Louisianan, that I know these things!

Ma Mère et mon Papa m’ont
honoré avec un Fais Do faire ce
week-end dernier. Mon cher!
Ces écrevisses folles!
La danse des écrevisses!
Ils ont dansé dans de l’eau
chaude!
Ça c’est bon!

 

A Soapbox Indeed – for a Bully in Need!

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For sometime, for the last four years to be exact, I have periodically gotten on my “soapbox”, to deliver my Classic Kippers’ Public Service Announcements. They are primarily about issues which benefit other abused abandon animals, as well as pets in general.
I have told what to do in emergency situations when a pet swallows a foreign object. I have explained how to help feral animals when outdoor temperatures become frigid and I have preached on how important it is to spay and neuter pets. Sometimes I am heard and sometimes people, sadly, turn a deaf ear. I am hoping that those who turn a deaf ear are doing so NOT because they don’t care, but because they do not wish to listen to me without a proper soapbox.
Yesterday, Mom and I came downstairs to a big surprise! Dad, unbeknownst to Mom and me, had made me my very own, pseudo authentic soapbox, from which he said I can now continue to spread my messages to help the abused and abandoned! He even put a sofa cushion on top for my comfort!
I have a special Public Service Announcement coming soon, and it will be the perfect message to deliver from my new soapbox!
Thank you Dad! You ARE the best!!!

That is all.

~ Mr Kippers

BEFORE MY CLASSIC KIPPERS’ IMAGE WAS ADDED

 

AND COMPLETE WITH MY COMFY CUSHION!

HOLIDAY IN DIXIE -2017

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A MOMENT OF HISTORY by MR KIPPERS:
(Photo comments by Master Kirby FitzKippers)

One of the oldest festivals in the South, Holiday in Dixie, celebrates the beginning of Spring and the Louisiana Purchase. It’s held right here in my hometown of Shreveport. The festival was started 69 years ago and includes a 10-day carnival, parade, treasure hunt, live music, many different sporting tournaments (golf, clay shoot, regatta, 5K run, etc), as well as a barbecue cook off and several balls.

After all, this IS Louisiana! There is something for everyone!

Many people know the incredible rich history of our beautiful Municipal Auditorium, where the Holiday in Dixie Cotillion Ball has been held for decades – The Cotillion ball is a beautiful themed gala, complete with a Royal Court and Court Jesters, but what you don’t know is that it is also where Elvis Presley got his start AND the phrase “Elvis has left the building” was first spoken!  He gave 84 performances in Shreveport!

The Shreveport Municipal Auditorium first opened its doors to the public in 1929. It is a National Historic Site and its lavish architecture is one of the best examples of the Art Deco style in Louisiana. It sits on Elvis Presley Blvd and Elvis’ statue, along with that of his lead guitarist James Burton, stand in a place of honor in front of the auditorium. Check out James Burton! http://www.james-burton.net/biography/

Last year I had my own Classic Kippers float, it was fantastic! In fact, I also participated in the 2014 Holiday in Dixie parade too, as Grand Marshal of Barkus & Meoux. This year I decided that it was time for Kirby to get his feet wet. And no, I didn’t know it was going to rain (snort, snort, chortle, chortle) Of course he wasn’t going to ride in the parade, but Dad invited him down to check out the Jester’s floats. He got a little dressed up and even got in a few photo ops before the heavy rains. I’m very proud of him because I’m told that he was a pretty good fellow!

THE SHREVEPORT MUNICIPAL AUDITORIUM  (Elvis and James Burton)

CHECKING OUT THE FLOATS

JESTERS RULE

THE MASKED MAN’S GOT ME!

ENOUGH ALREADY WITH THE PICTURES!