Can I ask Mups…you obviously really loved your German Shepherd’s…what made you change breeds?
I have really enjoyed looking at these pictures Mups 
Summer, I know Mups is looking after one of her dogs that is poorly, so she may not see your question…but she has explained before…
Briefly, when one of her German Shepherds was ill & she had to lift him into the car, she realized that they were probably going to be too big ( Mups is only small) if this happened again. I don’t think she ever wanted to be without her Shepherds!
She looks after her dogs really well… but I am sure that most of us would be unable to lift such big dogs into a car, if we needed to!
Sorry for the delay Summer, but young Gertie has been poorly since Saturday, and so I have needed to do a lot for her.
Thankfully she seems better now, after having Bed & Breakfast at the vets Saturday night, home Sunday, then back again on Monday.
Yesterday she had a treatment with my Chiropractor and fingers crossed I do believe we’ve cracked it now.
I see Twink has answered your question Summer, and it is partly correct.
I had Shepherds for about 30 years or so, and twice I had a dog collapse on me.
Biff collapsed in my kitchen on the day he died, I was frantically trying to lift him, but couldn’t.
Douglas collapsed once when we were across the fields miles away from where I’d left the car.
Doug (the big black one) was over 7st. and I couldn’t get him up off the ground, then carry him all across the fields back to the car to get help. It made me feel so helpless and useless.
So those two instances made me think about the future as I got older.
The second reason I changed breed is more personal.
I won’t go into it too deep, but I loved them too much (if that’s possible), and it affected me deeply each time I lost one.
If I exlained properly, it would sound too emotional and mushy to anyone else, but all I will say is no matter how many I lost over the years, it never got any easier to accept a death, and I finally decided I could not do this any more. No more Shepherds, Beefy would be my last.
However, I knew I could never be alone and dog-less, so decided to change breeds instead, and find something smaller. I actually began making the transition to another breed while I still had Biff, but he was getting on a bit when Mups arrived.
As retirement was looming, and I would no longer have my monthly pay cheque, it seemed sensible to have a smaller dog, smaller food bills - even smaller vet bills - and one I could always carry in an emergency.
I was very aware of the many health problems in most breeds, so did lots of research, and finally decided upon my first ever Bedlington.
Biff adored her and treated her like she was made of fine, delicate porcelain! She used to sleep curled up in his long belly hair when he layed down. 
As time went on, I found I liked the Beddies, very different to anything I’d ever had before, and I guess it just kinda progresssed from there.
Another heartache with the bigger breeds, is they are normally shorter lived than smaller dogs.
On average, the bigger the breed, the shorter the lifespan.
With these little rat-bags I have now, and a bit of luck, these will see me out!
I still love the GSD’s, always will, but it would not be wise to have another now, and I wouldn’t be able to give them the exercise and training that they need.
Sorry for such a long post.
What a wonderful post Mups, thanks for sharing that with us.
Thank you honeybun. x
I have some more photo’s I will put up when I get time.
Know the feeling - 7st is about 44kg - a big fellow. Ours is a bit smaller at around 40kg. Trying to lift him in out of the bath is nigh on impossible so he now goes to a professional groomer.
Hope Gertie is better now.
This is a very old picture now, I’ve still got dark hair! 
The sheep is my ‘Penny’. I reared her as she had lost her Mum at birth. She was such a character, and would jump in my old van and come out with me and the dogs for a run.
The dog, Shep, was a smashing fella who I managed to get out of the hands of an ignorant swine who was going to take him up the field and shoot him!
Shep was only about 4 months old at the time.
He had been kicked about by this man, who also told his kids to do the same!!
Needless to say, he didn’t trust people any more.
Any sudden hand, or leg movement and he would either run away, or snap.
I couldn’t leave him in such a place, so told the bloke I would take him off his hands. He seemed glad to see the back of him, and handed him over to me that night.
I remember trying to invent a decent porkie to tell my hubby at the time, on why I had brought another dog home - we already had two.
It took months of hard work to gain Shep’s trust, but one day when I was sitting down, he came of his own accord and sat and leaned against my leg. I daren’t reach out, as I didn’t want him scuttling off again, so I just spoke soothingly to him instead.
Next thing he turned, and rested his chin on my knee and gazed at me, all fear gone from his eyes at last.
I finally knew I’d cracked it at long last.
His training began, he loved every minute of it and excelled at Retrieve. He was so happy doing things together, I even began entering him in obedience competitions and he either won, or came within the first three every time.
Shep slept next on the floor next to my bed for the next 14 years, until the inevitable, but at least he had a good life until then.
Thanks very much Besoeker.
Gertie seems back to her old mischievious self now, so let’s hope it lasts.
Thank you for the reply Mups…yes I can see why you changed breeds it’s so sad when we lose loved pets I know that from my own experience…I’m not an expert on dogs but since you have chatted about your Beddies I have taken more notice, l even chatted to one the other day
Oh Mups, what sad but happy stories of your dogs, past and present!! I thank heavens Holly is just about 7kg for the times she wants to get up in my arms. And even then she is a hefty weight.
Her friend Casper is a Beddie and he’s a sweetie.
Thanks for such an honest Post Mups. I really can see what you mean about changing breeds because the GSDs were to big and heavy when there was a problem. It’s something I have never thought about tbh but it makes sense to go for a smaller breed.
Thanks again for your replies folks.
I just ‘connect’ with the Shepherds’ so easily. It’s something in their eyes, they see right into your soul. Wonderful dogs.
These little ones are very different, I’d never had Terriers before, but these are super little dogs, though rather exciteable.
Bedlington terriers I believe? I have a whippet which is a bedlington cross parsons Russell I think
You certainly have a great collection of loyal friends there, Mupsy.
I’m wondering now. We live in a rural area but are only allowed to have two dogs at a time. Should we want a third one we need to put in an application to the shire. Plus there are certain conditions to be met as well.
What are the regulations where you are?
Come on Ploppy, wouldn’t you like to try and break the rules so you could be pampered by Mups?
If I was a dog and looking for an owner, I am sure I would break a few rules to be looked after by our Mups!
Yes Teeps, I have all Bedlingtons now.
I just had a peep at your lovely boy, and he looks all Whippet to me?
Can’t see any Beddie in him, are you sure he’s a cross?
Did you ever see his Mum and Dad?
Hard work, but they’re grand company, aren’t they.
Hiya Plopsy my friend 
At the moment, there is no limit of the number of dogs we can keep here, though I wouldn’t be surprised if it changed in the future.
I am actually not totally against two or perhaps three being the limit.
I was only having three once, but the other two kind of blew in on the wind when I wasn’t looking.
I wonder if you have as many in rescue as we have?
If you have thousands in rescue, but households are only allowed two, there must be huge numbers of them put down, is there?
Depending on area councils, I believe dog walkers are limited as to how many dogs they can walk together, which is not a bad thing.
They have finally tightened up on breeding rules here too - not before time, yet many still get away with churning them out like sausages, litter after litter, until the poor bitch is either exhausted or cannot breed any more.
If you really want a third one Plops, row over to see me as I have a special offer on at the mo . . . buy one get one free.
Thank you very much for the information, Mupsy.
Yes, we have also lots of abandoned dogs in shelters.
I don’t know how many are put down. I guess there would be quite a lot.
Most of our dogs have been adopted by us, so to speak.
If I want a third dog, I’ll let you know.
But I think two is a nice even number.
OOOh Mups! Liar, Liar, pants on fire - you know you wouldn’t part with any of them!