Happy Birthday, Ginger!
A couple of years ago I wrote a post about our newest dog’s pedigree. Major Wheeler’s pedigree was fun to look at and I hadn’t really thought about animals having pedigrees. At the time, I thought Major was the only dog whose pedigree we knew. Writing that post got me thinking about our doxie Ginger’s pedigree. Ginger was such a beautiful dog. I fell in love with her as soon as I saw her. This month, she’ll be 13 years old so I know we don’t have much more time to spend with her and the curiosity about her pedigree has stuck with me ever since I wrote the post about Major.
I’d tried contacting Ginger’s breeder before but was never able to reach her. Two years ago, after I wrote Major’s post, I tried again. I heard back from her and she seemed willing to help but couldn’t do it that day. So that evening, I began researching the breeder to see if perhaps I could figure out which dogs she was breeding at the time Ginger was born. Of course, I wasn’t able to put anything together. I pulled Ginger’s paperwork out of the file cabinet to look at it and to my surprise, her parents were listed right on the paperwork! I was able to track most of Ginger’s mom’s line but not her dad. He was a total mystery. Then the next day, the breeder emailed me a copy of Ginger’s pedigree. Here are a few of Ginger’s ancestors.
Ginger’s Dad
Ginger’s dad was Judy Kay’s Sundance Kid V Jomardox. Sadly, two years later I still haven’t found a photo of him. Judy agreed to send me pictures of Sundance but I never received them. Sundance Kid’s Sire and Dam were Garlin’s Black Prince of Jomardox and Jomardox Sweet Lil Goldie Locks from a now-defunct kennel in Georgia. The nearest paternal ancestral photo I could find is for Ginger’s 3rd great-grandfather, Rose Farm’s Palomino:
It’s always fun to look at the ancestral dogs. Ginger is not a longhair and I wouldn’t have guessed she had a longhair in her ancestry. None of Palomino’s black comes through in Ginger either.
On Ginger’s paternal line, she has ancestors from Canada, Australia, Japan, Switzerland, and Germany, in addition to the U.S.. One line traces back as far as 1880! One of her oldest traceable ancestors is Dachs 16 – a black and tan.
This is Dachs 16. This is also the oldest known image of the dachshund breed according to Dach Pedigrees website. He was born 25 May 1886 – 125 years almost to the exact day before Ginger was born.
One of my favorites in Ginger’s paternal ancestry is her Japanese ancestor, Madam-Mona JP Luke:
I love the cream dachshunds and Ginger’s cream color was one of the first things that drew me to her.
Ginger’s Mom
Ginger’s mom was Judy Kay’s Shades of Ivory. She was called Ivory. Ivory‘s Sire and Dam were Judy Kay’s Jack Daniels and Judy Kay’s Spiced with Rum. Using the Wayback Machine, I was able to find pictures of Ivory on Judy’s website from around the time we got Ginger. This is Ginger’s mom throughout her youth:
Like Ginger, Ivory was beautiful. I’ve been able to find more photos of Ginger’s maternal line than of her paternal line.
Here is Ginger’s maternal grandma, Judy Kay’s Spiced with Rum:
This is the only picture I have of her and it was found on the breeder’s old website that was cached on the Wayback Machine. I’ve been unable to find a picture of Ginger’s maternal grandpa, Judy Kay’s Jack Daniels.
In the great-grandparent generation, I found quite a few pictures of Dachsiedowns Klasicharm – Ginger’s great grandfather – online two years ago when I started writing this post. I’m glad I saved them when I did because they’re not online now.
Klasicharm was an Australian dog. Like Ginger’s father’s line, her mother’s line also has dogs from different countries. In addition to the U.S., Ginger’s mother’s line includes Australia, New Zealand, England, Switzerland, and Germany. One of her maternal lines traces back to 1862. Her mother, like her father, has a line that descends from the dog named Dachs 16 (see above).
Happy Birthday to Ginger
On Ginger’s birth record, she’s recorded as Puppy #5. She was born on 16 May 2011. She was about 6 weeks old when we got her. This was her first day with us:
Ginger fit inside my purse. We took her to The Gingerman bar in Dallas. She was a hit with both the waitress and the other customers. She tended toward a cream color when we got her but over the years she turned more red.
Ginger has done a lot of traveling over the years. Here she is on a beach in Galveston, Texas, with Bart.
And here she is with me in Tunnel Hill, Georgia, leaning against a tree that’s old enough to have seen our ancestors do battle there.
Ginger’s lived a good, long life and we love her so much. Happy birthday, Ginger!
Until next time,
Lisa @ Days of Our Lives blog