The Lost Cities is currently housing only German Shepherds, Golden Retrievers, and Tibetan Spaniels, but will adopt any abandoned dog if found. These will go in my "Rescues" section of the kennel, and will be kept until I find a good home for him/her. If you're looking to abandon a dog, please contact me. Returns will not be made. Name will not be changed if requested. Why should you abandon your dog here at The Lost Cities instead of the humane society? Because I guarantee good treatment over saving money.

Sales

Note that I only accept bids on dogs, and don't do public sales, so that I can check the person's kennel first.
If you do buy a dog of mine, it would be very appreciated if you take good care of him/her, and don't change his/her name. Please do not buy a dog of mine only to sell him/her right after. I do check sold dogs and their owners frequently, and if you are mistreating/not caring for a dog you bought from me, I will message you.

Breeding

Note that as I'm pretty new to breeding, I may make mistakes, and take longer time to respond, as I'd have to do research. I apologize if this happens.
I do not open public breeding requests for my dogs very often, but if you wish to breed a dog of yours with one of mine, don't hesitate contact me with the following points in mind:

1. You are level 10. or above. 2. The dog you wish to breed is not more than 3 levels less than my dog. 3. Give the dog's link in your message, as well as it's breed. I will check it's history, career, etc. 4. Tell me which dog of mine you wish to breed yours with. Has to be same breed as yours, of course.

I may accept, as long as you give your dogs good treatment and are fairly active. I will message you within a week of your request, as I'm not active for more than 15 minutes a day, and will need time to consider, keeping your dog's stats, career and history in mind.

Litters

I usually keep one dog from each litter, or keep 1-2 dogs reserved for bids. These two will generally be the best from the litter. I do not usually choose which bid to accept until the last day of the puppy's time with me, so please do not think I haven't seen your bid, and/or cancel it. I check your kennel and profile before accepting a bid, as I want my pup to have the best treatment possible. I will probably be checking your kennel frequently.

That is all. Please be respectful, and do not start drama. Inappropriate messages and/or trying to start drama will cause a block, as well as report.

My main dogs are Tibetan Spaniels, Golden Retrievers, and Germen Shepherds, and that's for a reason. About eleven years ago, when I was about five, our family got a dog from a rescue shelter. A beautiful, black, Tibetan Spaniel. We loved her very much. When my father died when I was Six, she held us together. We loved her as much as we loved each other. But one miserable day, we found out the devastating news that she had a disease. A disease that would hurt her for all the years to come. I never found out what it was. I was so young that my family refused to tell me. In the end, we has to put her down. We all mopped around for days, not being able to process the fact that Maisie, that beautiful dog who had helped us through tough times, was gone. Gone.

About three/four years later, when I was about nine, my mother's boyfriend got us a dog: a Golden Retriever named Besse. She was about two years old, and we loved her. Aria (my then 14-year-old sister) and I generally liked lesser popular breeds, like Tibetan Spaniels, but Besse almost filled the gap that Maisie had left, and we cherished that. She'd never be the same as Maisie, but we loved her with all our hearts.

But then we realized that she was having problems. Small problems here and there. When we took her to the doctor we got another dose of misery. Besse had a disease. When Maisie had to be put down, I was too young to understand what was happening. I was simply told that Maisie couldn't be with us anymore, and we could do nothing to stop her. But this time, I knew what was going on, and I knew I had to stop her from going away. I did everything I could to stop my mother from going to the vet again, from hiding her keys to puncturing her car's tires. But she went two days later, after we'd said our last goodbyes. Once more, our hearts had been ripped apart.

Three years ago, when my mother and her boyfriend got married, we got a puppy. She was from his mother's friend, who bred dogs, and was the one who gave him Besse. This time it was a Germen Shepherd. We named her Lucky, in hope that this time, she would not be taken from us in such a cruel way. Lucky is still with us today, and is a cheerful and healthy dog.

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