CH CRENSHAW'S JEEP (4XW) ROM

CH CRENSHAW'S JEEP (4XW) ROM

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Crenshaw’s Ch Jeep R.O.M was born the August of 1976 at James Crenshaw’s courtyard, off spring of the famous Finley Ch Bo R.O.M and Crenshaw’s Ch Honeybunch R.O.M. This coupling was done only once by James Crenshaw and Maurice Carver, for reasons not known.

This cross produced four champions, the most famous of the four was Crenshaw’s Ch Jeep R.O.M but there was also Crenshaw’s Ch Missy that was fundamentally the producer of the Crenshaw yard. Crenshaw’s Ch Holly famous for her terrible bite and ability in the matches. Crenshaw’s Ch Charlie was said by some breeders of America to have been even better than Jeep.

Jeep was bred by James Crenshaw that sold him at 2 years of age to James Garrett his assistant. Jeep won four official fights against the best four American Pit bulls of America. His first match was against Pylant’s Ch Kato weighing 43 pounds and winning in 28 minutes. The second match was against Cooper’s Weenie also weighing in at 43 pounds with a victory in 58 minutes. The third match was against Stinson and Stepp’s Black Dog weighing 42 pounds, a victory in 2 hours and 5 minutes. For his fourth and last encounter in the pit Jeep was to face Ozzie Stevens Ch Homer. 

CH FINLEY'S BO ROM

Ch Homer, the most famous American Pitbull Terrier of that time, the very dog no breeder had had the courage to put their own dogs to confront in a match. James Garrett had this courage believing profoundly in Jeep’s incredible qualities and so it was, Jeep the better adversary of the two, won against Ozzie Stevens’ Ch Homer weighing in at 43 pounds, in 3 hours and 45 minutes.

The match between these two Titans made history. Even though Jeep was the winner, Ozzie Stevens Ch Homer is remembered by the great breeders as a deigned representative of the American Pitbull Terrier and the only one that could have put Crenshaw’s Ch Jeep R.O.M. to the test.

Making Jeep famous and establishing his formidable value as a fighter, James Garrett proceeded to use his best qualities, that being the capacity to reproduce; a staggering figure of mountings as Champion and Grand Champion was 360 times. He had a  reputation for being unmatchable and received the most important awards in America. P.O.R (Producer Of Record), and R.O.M (Register Of Merit). Only later his record would be broken by the most famous of his offspring Garrett’s White’s Tab R.O.M that was coupled 640 times.

Some crosses noted in the American Pitbull Terrier World in which Jeep’s blood merged with other bloodlines, showed a great compatibility and gave birth to great examples such as Jeep x Red Boy / Jeep x Rascal/ Jeep x Red Boy x Rascal / Jeep x Bolio.

Jeep’s offspring that made history are Garrett’s White’s Tab R.O.M, White’s Tabby Girl R.O.M, White’s Irene, Garrett’s Floyd R.O.M, Garrett’s CH Tramp R.O.M, Garrett’s Shorty, Garrett’s Rocky R.O.M, Garrett’s Jeep Junior R.O.M, Garrett’s Harley R.O.M, Garrett’s Bridgett  R.O.M, Crenshaw’s Dolly R.O.M, Crenshaw’s Honeybear R.O.M, Indian Missy R.O.M, Indian Rocky R.O.M, Long’s Werdo R.O.M, and Mason’s Smile R.O.M.

Crenshaw’s Ch Jeep R.O.M was considered by many breeders as the supreme American Pitbull Terrier of the last 30 years, he established his final supremacy in dog fighting and in reproduction and no Pitbull since has matched this impact.

Garrett's Ch. Jeep ROM died in the fall of 1989.

ROCCA'S STONEWALL (2XW) ROM

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Stonewall`s parents was GR CH Snake and CH Missy half brother and half sister whose mother was Honeybunch.In the 80's of last century, a puppy namedTravis (in the future Stonewall) lived and was brought up by Tom Garner (breeder of Stonewall). Travis was first sold to a lady named Mary Parsons. Then Mr. Hunter won with Stonewall two games vs DEETER `S PEE WEE 2W for 42 minutes and CHICKEN DAVE `S MITE for 45 minutes. However, in the fight history Stonewall is mostly known as an excellent producer.Stonewall started mating at age 6 years and he did few litters, but nevertheless he have titles of R.O.M. (unreported) and P.O.R. His children also get these titles, and grandchildren and great-grandchildren are still alive and continue to add points to their parents. Frank Rocca got the Stonewall as adult dog. Rocca considering Stonewall as the best producer of game dogs who had ever lived in his yard.

From an interview with Mr. Rocca: (1995 year):

""Q: ONE OF YOUR TOP STUD DOGS IS “ROCCA’S STONEWALL”, WHAT ATTRACTED YOU TO HIM, WAS IT THE BREEDING (HONEYBUNCH) OR WAS IT THE DOG AS AN INDIVIDUAL AND HOW WOULD YOU RATE HIM IN COMPARISON TO OTHER STUDS YOU HAVE OWNED?

There really is no comparison with “Stonewall: and any other dogs that I have owned,

because he’s far superior in terms of being a producer, and as good as the best performers I have had.

His pedigree is second to none. The sad part is he’s eleven years old and his days are limited.

We didn’t start breeding him until he was six, which explains why there are not many “Stonewall”

dogs around, the other reason is I pulled him off of Public Stud a couple of years ago and I turned down

some very nice offers to excellent bitches, tidy sums of money, and half litter deals, but I just wanted

to keep him in my own yard and breed him selectively to my own bitches. I tried to pay a handsome stud

fee to his previous owners, hoping to get him bred to my “Midge”. A couple years later I purchased him,

made that breeding twice, and realized some of the best of my career in terms of the trickiness

of breeding for gameness.""

Thanks to F. Rocca Stonewall line dogs become famous all over the world, in fact, he (Rocca) is the founder of Stonewall line. Rocca sent Stonewalls descendants in Europe, and has initiated Stonewall / Red Boy cross, which gave to world many outstanding champions and producers. For example, the Stonewall`s daughter Daphney 2W R.O.M. from his nephew CH Leroy R.O.M. (50% Stonewall) gave birth to 4 Champions at one litter.

HAMMONDS' PARK SON ROM

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Back in the early eighties, after Rufus had died, I still owned and had access to several of his sons, all of which I felt had the genetic possibilities to carry on and produce the dogs that I liked. One of the last was a dog called Pig that was registered as Snort. He had produced his share of really good ones, in spite of not being bred to that many bitches. He was bred to Rennie B in 1990 and it was from that breeding I got Park Son and a couple of very nice bitches. This was what I figured would be a special breeding of sorts since Rennie B was off two of my all time favorites, Andy L, and Batima. Andy L was off of Rufus bred to one of his best daughters, Michelle, who was in turn off Rufus and Black Sister. Black Sister was off Stomper and Bonnie Boots. That combination of the Alligator-Bully breeding proved to be some of the best of that era and has held together much better than ever I expected it to. Pig was off Rufus and a Carver bitch I called Maurice, that was off Stompanato and Missy Lou. She came directly from Maurice himself, so you can understand why I felt this was a breeding that certainly had possibilities and the genetic structure to not only be good itself, but pass on those traits that this family famous for.

I planned to keep the whole litter, but had become good friends with a young man from California named Don Park. He was quite a colorful guy of Korean dissent, and when it came to dogs, wanted only the best, so I agreed to watch for him that special dog. The male pup from that litter off Pig was such a shiner that I decided to let him have him and just keep the two bitches. His interest was in one that could not only be his buddy, but catch a hog and let him know when the riff raff was around. The tall, lanky, chocolate red male from the litter that was the shiner looked to be the ticket for Don. He agreed and his name became “Park Son”. We stayed in touch and he seemed to be going to fill the bill. In the mean time, the girls were doing well and certainly looked to be an important part of my breeding program. Don Park was unique in that if he wanted to do anything, he would just jump in with both feet and do him homework and research as he went along. A little different than the way I do things, but it worked for him. He had dogs up a couple years old he felt were ready to catch so here he goes, out by the landfill, where the hogs had become a problem, with a couple of the pooches and a Rambo knife, in the middle of the night. The old time hog hunters tell me Don was very lucky not to have lost a dog or two or gotten killed himself. Seems this is really not the way to start out, but it only cost Don a huge vet bill and several hundred stitches in the dogs. Park Son was still just a big pup at the time so he missed out on this action. In the mean time, Don was having difficulty with the animal control for having too many dogs, so he offered to send Park back to me and he could get another pup later. I was ecstatic, and even though I did not have a place for another dog, I made one and Park Son came home. To this day, Don has yet to get his pup and if I live to be 100, I will always be indebted to him for sending Park back to me back to me, when he could have sold him for a pretty good chunk of change.

When he got here I could tell he had been given only the best of care. He was bigger than he probably would have been had he stayed in my kennel, due in part to maximum nutrition of the best type and plenty of exercise.

To say I was tickled is an understatement, since I had nothing else bred like him to use in my breeding program as a stud. I bred him pretty soon after to get him established and see what his ability as a stud would be. One of his sisters, had a litter or two and the other, a red like Park never produced a pup in her life.

From the start, Park Son was bred to only very high quality bitches, so his ability as a producer may have been overrated, but he certainly did his part, in spite of the enhancement factor of those special, almost custom bred bitches we backed up to him over the years.

I could go on forever and tell good stories about Don Park and Park Son, but will save those for later or just keep them to myself.

By the year 2000, Park Son had done it all and was established as one of the better stud dogs in the world. He was ten and looked five and rarely missed in his endeavor to reproduce.

In September 2002, he had developed a cough and I could tell he just wasn’t one hundred percent, so went to the vet. I told him going in Park had that cough we used to see in older dogs with heart worms in the advanced stages. After an exam, He took blood and sure enough Park was positive for heart worms. We agreed that he couldn’t have a heavy infestation, since he had been on Ivomec all his life and it wasn’t feasible to treat a twelve year old. We got him on Lasix and a broad spectrum antibiotic, and in two days time, no cough. Even got him bred to a couple bitches, but no pups. He was feeling spunky and sure nuff up to snuff by mid-October, but when I tried to breed him in early November, he just couldn’t get it done. He was fading and the cough came back by mid November. He was eating good and looked fat and healthy for the cold weather, but I could tell he was off. He would lay in the sun all day everyday as those old dogs often do, but the spring was gone from of his step. I had begin letting him spend the night with Stagger Lee, one of the old granny dogs and they sure enjoyed getting to snuggle together at night for warmth. By the end of November, I had him back to the vets and he checked him out and said there was nothing we could do, but make him comfortable. Seems he had developed congestive heart failure, complicated by kidney dysfunction. I kept him on the Lasix and started adding kidney stimulant to his ration, which he still consumed to the max, only slower than usual. I expected to come home from our dog show and bury him, but he is actually looking better and Sunday, December 1, 2002 he is doing some better and feeling good. Monday Chad and Aimee were still here from Iowa and John from California and Park was the celebrity and he knew it. He laid down on his chain in the sun and just watched all the “goings on” around him that morning, with that steady cough with every breath and tail beating the ground from time to time. After everyone left I went down to check on him and he got up for me to pat him and ignored the food I had put down for him until I walked off. I told him goodbye and made a run to the feed store. When I got home, I started down back and did not hear the cough and knew he was gone. There he lay in the sun looking like he was just taking a nap. It was a relief for me since I refuse to let one get down on me or suffer too much, and I would have hated to have to put him down. I dug the hole and only then realized as I picked him up just how big the old guy was. He always moved so smooth and was so quick on his feet, that he never appeared to be this big. As I buried all sixty pounds of him, I thanked the Good Lord for him and all he had allowed him to do for me. I celebrated his life as I finished up and stood up to look the situation over as you often do when another chapter in life comes to end and there they were, a dozen dogs off Park Son, all different sizes, ages, color, and meant to carry on what had started back with Rufus. Who knows where it will end. I believe Park Son to have been the last Grandson son of Rufus. At times like these you often look back and wish you had done this or done that differently but with Park I have absolutely no regrets. He led a life much like mine filled to the brim with adventure and surrounded by people who loved him. It doesn’t get better than that!

 

CH FERGUSON'S CENTIPEDE

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Centipede was whelped about 1933 in the kennels of L. C. Owens in Texas. He was the result of Dan McCoy’s having discovered that there was still some of the old Lightner blood down in Louisiana. McCoy and Bob Hemphill made the journey down to that part of the country and bought several dogs. Hemphill kept his close to the vest, but Dan McCoy was always on the move and couldn’t keep dogs, so he left his with trusted friends, including Arthur Harvey and L. C. Owens in Amarillo, Texas. Owen’s Mickey was bred to the renowned Harvey’s Red Devil to produce the litter which contained Centipede. At the beginning of his career, Centipede may not have been a unanimous choice for best dog in the country, as his ability was so great that it was not known if he was game but his final match convinced everyone of what a great dog Centipede was. After his final match Tudor couldn’t get him matched, as everyone conceded that he was the best. Nothing his weight, or any weight, could beat him. That was the common

opinion among dog men. This was evidenced by the fact that Tudor opened him up at catchweight with no takers. Frustrated, Tudor sold the dog to Dave Ferguson. Centipede was considered the greatest pit dog of his time. When someone of those days referred to “the great one,” they didn’t have to mention the name. Everyone knew that it was Centipede.

CH LATIN FORCE KENNEL'S ORCA (4XW)

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This dog is the product of Barracuda bred back to his daughter Thalia, making a double breed GR CH BARRACUDA and a triple breed GR CH MAYDAY breed dog, Her bottom side is Julieta who is off of Mayday. This makes this dog one of the tightest bred Mayday dogs around, via the great dog Barracuda. O was purchased as a pup from Latin Force Kennels. They said he was wild at 10 weeks. When we got him he was shy acting. So we thought "oh no we got sold a lie" Then we put him in the puppy pen. With out hesitation he went right to work. We knew then we were not sold a lie. As a young dog he was typical pup with our family but as he was wild when he saw the object of his attention. In his schooling he was way too much for everything. So at very young age we took him out. We did not want our kennel to get anymore of him and none of our friends wanted anymore of him. He was just too much for everything. Where ever he bit he shut his mouth fully. He would scream the whole time One guy said that was a curr sign while I thought it was he was just so mad. 

*.-SHOW#1.- This was local show. We did not know really what to expect so we decided to go local and cheap. Guys had a big Mims dog that was first time out also. O went right to work. At 12 min they gave up. Where ever he bite he shut his mouth. Then when we went to break he got pissed and hit me. He broke my arm clean. All with his flea biters. The whites of his eyes turned red. He was so mad. He did his scream thing so we got to find out it was no curr sign. 

*.-SHOW#2.- We decided to give him a rest and see if he grew out of this of hitting us if we tried to break him. He didn't. So we opened him up under condition that he was to be brought in an air kennel. We would weigh him in the kennel then weigh the kennel after he was released. It was hard to find some who would take that deal so we had to travel south. We found South-side Boys. They had big dogs and O is a big one. So it was set. They had a 2x off of Tant blood on top and Mims on the bottom. We got laughed as some when we brought him in the kennel. But it was a skeptical laugh. He was going crazy. He shot out like a rocket. The Tant dog did its best but O is so quick and strong that he overwhelmed him. At 28 min they picked up a very game one. To break him off you put a collar on him and tie him off with two leashes. Then break him. And GET OUT. Let him calm down for about 30 min and then pick him up and put him in an airl kennel. Only way. No one laughed when we did this. A few of the people present had seen Fatty vs Cuda. They said O was Cuda with more speed and power. Cuda was always a very methodical dog. O is fast and furious. The people at the show said they want dogs off of Cuda now. So this was good for Southern Kennels. For those dog men to see a dog of this caliber off of their newest stud. 

A couple of funny things happened on the way to the show. I told the guys when walking him out not to do it near anything. They did not listen and had to leave him tied to a tree when he saw somtihing he wanted. I had go down and get him. The other is their is no washing. We made the mistake in his schooling of washing him before hand. Now every time he gets a bath he thinks it is time to go. The guys who took him down also tried to bath him at the hotel while I went to dinner. They were in the bathroom when I got back to the room and he was running around the room free. Next time they all will listen. 

O is true freak. He is so fast and powerful yet he moves like a 35 pounder. He has the huge Cuda teeth and big giant head. Clearly one of the finest dogs we have seen in a long time. He is also huge for his weight. Going 56 or 57 he looks like a 65 lb er. To condition him you just put a male near by. He runs and jumps all day. His area is run down by about 8 inches. Each weekend we fill in more and he runs it down. As a puppy he was our house dog. He is house broke and has great manners. Just wild when show time. I have never seen a dog this intense. 

*.-SHOW#3.-After O's last win the fellows we went into said they had just the dog to beat O. He was a Hank bred dog called Willie. He was a 2x winner that was reputed to be the best head dog in the tri-states area. They felt this would be just the dog to frustrate O and keep him out. We went at 57 which it turned out to be too heavy for O. He came in at 55 and could have gone at 54. Still he looked like the bigger dog. I think the warm weather allowed him to come in lighter. Willie was a tall racy looking dog, that was much taller then O but no where near as strong looking. We thought this would be an easy one when we say him. But in reality it was our hardest. This Willie was slick. He was totally content to ride the ear and stay out of trouble. That was his game plan. He would make moves that I have not seen a dog do in the almost 30 years I have owned them. His wind was superb and he was very composed. It was so hot in there as the temp was almost 100 degrees. The fans were blowing but still it was way too hot O kept pushing and driving trying to figure this Willie dog out. Every move that O made this Willie had a move to stay out of trouble. We did not want to get into a scratching contest. Not that we didn't think O would scratch but the handling of him is so difficult that we didn't want to even try. They called a turn on their own dog but we were not the fastest of handlers so it was hard to get one. At the 43 min mark we got a handle. Willie to go. On the release I let O go and he met Willie 3/4ths of the way over. Still Willie got the ear. He kept out of trouble. Finally O did his slickest move I had seen. He pushed Willie hard to the side of the pit, then dove for the back end by just powering out fo the ear hold. He got in. This was his first good one and came at 45 min. Once in he didn't come out. Willie protested as O was really doing damage. Then he came out and went to the shoulder. At the 50 min mark he switch to the throat and that was a rap. At 53 it was over. O in this one had to show intelligence, and some gameness to overcome the heat and the frustration of the style of the Willie dog. While I don't like dogs the style of Willie I have to say that he impressed me. No question he would have beaten many a dog with that style. But in the end the power and mouth of O won out. He got smarter as it went on. His other shows he just bulldozed over them but in this one he showed other skills that we were glad to see. O has recovered quickly from this. We are going to give him some well deserved time off and avoid the heat. To date we have called out some of the top dogs in his weight. No takers yet. OTW this fall. 

My congratulations once again to V for the line he has created. His acquisition of Barracuda is one that will allow the Mayday line to continue for years to come. O also accomplished something for this line. He has proven that a pure Mayday dog can be a great athlete Many people think that when you breed tight you lose athletic ability and thus avoid dogs that are tight like him. O is triple bred Mayday and inbred Barracuda. An interesting side note on him He traveled much better this time. He even played in the hotel room with the pups we picked up. The people who had seen him last time could not believe it. He acted like a pup the whole time. It is just his serious side that has made his reputation.