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Hi all, a note to let everyone know that a true friend of the English whippet, and a grand dame of the whippet world, Margaret (Peggy) Newcombe of the world famous Pennyworth whippet kennel died in Florida, USA on January 10th. Peggy was 80 and had been in ill health, though excellent spirits, for some time.
Peggy's life long love of whippets was manifested by a breeding program that spanned about 60 years. In the immediate period following the conclusion of WW 2 Peggy made numerous trans-Atlantic voyages to England and returned to America with the best English whippets she could talk breeders into parting with. Her earliest imports came from kennels including Seagift and Hillgarth, bringing to America and to the American whippet fancy important bloodlines carrying the creme of English whippet breeding from the Willes, Manorley and other early bloodlines. I have a wonderful photo of Peggy standing on the deck of the Queen Elizabeth II with 5 very happy whippets on leashes, returning to America from one of those trips abroad.
Peggy was particularly proud of two of her imports . Eng.& Am.Ch. Courtenay Fleetfoot of Pennyworth, who was born in 1960 was sired by the great Bellavista Barry out of Mylhorns Anita. Rickey was also a grandson of the first great whippet sire in the post war era -- Eng.Ch. Pilot Officer Prune. Rickey became the darling of the American show world and went on to become the first, and only whippet ever to go Best In Show at America's premiere dog show -- Westminster. His pedigree can be found in the background of countless American whippets today.
Her purchase of Eng.Ch. Nevedith Up Town Guy set in motion a series of events that might never have happened had Guy not been sold to America. Attending Crufts in 1988 Peggy was captivated by Up Town Guy in his ring appearance that year, and she determined to buy him. She made her way over to Nev Newton, and made her wishes clear. "Mr. is that dog for sale?" she asked. Nev recounts that he had no idea who the petite woman with the big voice and the thick American accent was, and so he replied that in fact the dog was not for sale, to which Newcombe responded "Name your price." Nev named a price he was certain would deter the persistent woman, but she was not to be deterred. "Mr." she said grabbing Nev's hand and shaking it firmly, "You just sold yourself a dog."
The sale of Up Town Guy, who was to be Nevedith's great show ring hope in the English rings of the late 1980s left the kennel bereft of anything to show. Fortunately, Up Town Guy had just recently been bred (his only English litter), to a Chilka bitch owned by the Barker family, and Nev knew there was a litter on the ground. Having to start over he resolved to see if the Guy litter had produced anything he could take out to show in the future.
He visited the Barkers and came away with two female pups out of Chilka Dairy Maid to run on and hopefully show. And so by this twist of fate the great, all time breed winner Eng.Ch. Nutshell of Nevedith came to reside at Nevedith and be shown to her 46 CCs, her Top Dog All breeds one year, and second Top Dog All breeds a second year, her RBIS at Crufts, and to serve as dam of what many consider to have been Nevedith's greatest litter -- the double J litter featuring multiple champions in England and abroad, most notably the two dogs retained by Nevedith -- Eng.Ch. Nevedith Justa Jesta and his impressive sister, Eng.Ch. Nevedith Justa Jenie.
In America Peggy delighted in the role she had played in the "unearthing" of Nutshell as she once chuckled delightedly in conversation with me. Peggy only used Guy a couple of times in her own breeding program, and he was sparing used in America because he was seen as a dilute, and for Americans in the late 80s/early 90s dilutes were not something you deliberately bred to.
It was, however, at the behest of Edith Newton that we approached Peggy with our own half Nevedith bitch, to ask if she would allow a stud service to Up Town Guy. She asked for a pedigree then graciously agreed and we thereafter shipped Cdn.Am.Ch. Amazone's Glastonbury Lily to Florida on a beastly hot summer day to be bred to Guy. When the litter was 8 weeks old Peggy flew up to Canada and stayed with us while she assessed the litter.
My heart had been lost to a wonderfully sound blue fawn brindle dog with white points and a blue mask and Peggy tried to offer some sage advice. Noting that we were new to this showing business, and even newer to breeding, she cautioned against selecting a dilute to show and breed from here in North America, particularly with the prejudice then against dilutes. "Love him" she said "And then place him in a good home where he will be loved, and forget him."
She urged us to keep one of the rich black brindle and white pups in the litter instead. Using heart instead of head I pig-headedly ignored Peggy's advice and announced I was going to keep the dog that spoke to my heart. "Well then," said Peggy, "You better start looking around for a good black brindle and white bitch to breed to him for future generations or you'll be staring down a rabbit hole", she advised.
We kept our boy who went on to become Cdn.Ch. Glastonbury (our kennel name before we selected Avalonia) Victoria n' Albert (Victor), but we also took Peggy's advice and went shopping for a bitch to match her description, settling on a Canadian bred, heavily black brindled and white bitch out of Plumcreek/Morshor lines. We bred her to Victor twice, and together the produce 7 champions for us, including Cdn.Ch. Avalonia Wheatfield Waving, who went from Canada to Finland in 1998 where he was World Winner 98 in Helsinki, under Espen Engh, and in the ownership of Jarmo Vuorinen there added a Finnish and Norwegian championship title to his Canadian and World titles.
The day after the World Show we got a phone call from Peggy in Florida. "Is that dog who won in Finland yesterday one of Guy's grandchildren?" she asked. I confimed that Nicholas was, indeed, a Guy grandson. "Congratulations" she said, obviously delighted. And then because she obviously could not resist, she chortled, "Glad you had at least enough good sense to take some of my advice".
Peggy's kindness in letting two neophytes -- my son Mick and I -- breed our very first litter from her greatly loved Guy, gave us the foundation that supports our breeding program today. We owe Peggy the earth.
Peggy, we shall so greatly miss you!
Lanny Morry
Peggy's life long love of whippets was manifested by a breeding program that spanned about 60 years. In the immediate period following the conclusion of WW 2 Peggy made numerous trans-Atlantic voyages to England and returned to America with the best English whippets she could talk breeders into parting with. Her earliest imports came from kennels including Seagift and Hillgarth, bringing to America and to the American whippet fancy important bloodlines carrying the creme of English whippet breeding from the Willes, Manorley and other early bloodlines. I have a wonderful photo of Peggy standing on the deck of the Queen Elizabeth II with 5 very happy whippets on leashes, returning to America from one of those trips abroad.
Peggy was particularly proud of two of her imports . Eng.& Am.Ch. Courtenay Fleetfoot of Pennyworth, who was born in 1960 was sired by the great Bellavista Barry out of Mylhorns Anita. Rickey was also a grandson of the first great whippet sire in the post war era -- Eng.Ch. Pilot Officer Prune. Rickey became the darling of the American show world and went on to become the first, and only whippet ever to go Best In Show at America's premiere dog show -- Westminster. His pedigree can be found in the background of countless American whippets today.
Her purchase of Eng.Ch. Nevedith Up Town Guy set in motion a series of events that might never have happened had Guy not been sold to America. Attending Crufts in 1988 Peggy was captivated by Up Town Guy in his ring appearance that year, and she determined to buy him. She made her way over to Nev Newton, and made her wishes clear. "Mr. is that dog for sale?" she asked. Nev recounts that he had no idea who the petite woman with the big voice and the thick American accent was, and so he replied that in fact the dog was not for sale, to which Newcombe responded "Name your price." Nev named a price he was certain would deter the persistent woman, but she was not to be deterred. "Mr." she said grabbing Nev's hand and shaking it firmly, "You just sold yourself a dog."
The sale of Up Town Guy, who was to be Nevedith's great show ring hope in the English rings of the late 1980s left the kennel bereft of anything to show. Fortunately, Up Town Guy had just recently been bred (his only English litter), to a Chilka bitch owned by the Barker family, and Nev knew there was a litter on the ground. Having to start over he resolved to see if the Guy litter had produced anything he could take out to show in the future.
He visited the Barkers and came away with two female pups out of Chilka Dairy Maid to run on and hopefully show. And so by this twist of fate the great, all time breed winner Eng.Ch. Nutshell of Nevedith came to reside at Nevedith and be shown to her 46 CCs, her Top Dog All breeds one year, and second Top Dog All breeds a second year, her RBIS at Crufts, and to serve as dam of what many consider to have been Nevedith's greatest litter -- the double J litter featuring multiple champions in England and abroad, most notably the two dogs retained by Nevedith -- Eng.Ch. Nevedith Justa Jesta and his impressive sister, Eng.Ch. Nevedith Justa Jenie.
In America Peggy delighted in the role she had played in the "unearthing" of Nutshell as she once chuckled delightedly in conversation with me. Peggy only used Guy a couple of times in her own breeding program, and he was sparing used in America because he was seen as a dilute, and for Americans in the late 80s/early 90s dilutes were not something you deliberately bred to.
It was, however, at the behest of Edith Newton that we approached Peggy with our own half Nevedith bitch, to ask if she would allow a stud service to Up Town Guy. She asked for a pedigree then graciously agreed and we thereafter shipped Cdn.Am.Ch. Amazone's Glastonbury Lily to Florida on a beastly hot summer day to be bred to Guy. When the litter was 8 weeks old Peggy flew up to Canada and stayed with us while she assessed the litter.
My heart had been lost to a wonderfully sound blue fawn brindle dog with white points and a blue mask and Peggy tried to offer some sage advice. Noting that we were new to this showing business, and even newer to breeding, she cautioned against selecting a dilute to show and breed from here in North America, particularly with the prejudice then against dilutes. "Love him" she said "And then place him in a good home where he will be loved, and forget him."
She urged us to keep one of the rich black brindle and white pups in the litter instead. Using heart instead of head I pig-headedly ignored Peggy's advice and announced I was going to keep the dog that spoke to my heart. "Well then," said Peggy, "You better start looking around for a good black brindle and white bitch to breed to him for future generations or you'll be staring down a rabbit hole", she advised.
We kept our boy who went on to become Cdn.Ch. Glastonbury (our kennel name before we selected Avalonia) Victoria n' Albert (Victor), but we also took Peggy's advice and went shopping for a bitch to match her description, settling on a Canadian bred, heavily black brindled and white bitch out of Plumcreek/Morshor lines. We bred her to Victor twice, and together the produce 7 champions for us, including Cdn.Ch. Avalonia Wheatfield Waving, who went from Canada to Finland in 1998 where he was World Winner 98 in Helsinki, under Espen Engh, and in the ownership of Jarmo Vuorinen there added a Finnish and Norwegian championship title to his Canadian and World titles.
The day after the World Show we got a phone call from Peggy in Florida. "Is that dog who won in Finland yesterday one of Guy's grandchildren?" she asked. I confimed that Nicholas was, indeed, a Guy grandson. "Congratulations" she said, obviously delighted. And then because she obviously could not resist, she chortled, "Glad you had at least enough good sense to take some of my advice".
Peggy's kindness in letting two neophytes -- my son Mick and I -- breed our very first litter from her greatly loved Guy, gave us the foundation that supports our breeding program today. We owe Peggy the earth.
Peggy, we shall so greatly miss you!
Lanny Morry