Wishing you well, I have owned show cockers for the last twenty two years. My last was half show and half working cocker. If it’s of any interest, I’ll describe my and my families experience with them.
They’re very intelligent, to the point I found methods to communicate time to them and they show they understand, happy or glum about events, treat walkies a day away, interested & hopeful response or dinner is still ten minutes away = a fandango of hilarious attempts to hurry time by doing everything but juggle to make me hurry up with serving them.
They have angelic characters whilst also being very quick to watch for anything that pleases or delights me and then, repeating that for the rest of their lives - whether it’s rolling around on their backs, holding their ears up and waiving their little bear legs about or clutching me with front paws and smiling deeply into my eyes to get titbits.
They’re athletic and love to run and leap and bounce endlessly, Tigger like or if it rains they’ll be content with a good play & cuddle. They’re the most charming, charismatic dogs I’ve ever had and I was born into a family with dogs and had them ever since, mongrels, beagles, Alsatians etc.
Show cockers are so very beautiful and endearing but so sweet natured and try to be good to please one. My last girl was one third mafia queen, I will bite my tail if I don’t get a choc drop - bulged staring eye - staring at me, to the only person around who showed care when I broke a leg, b/f was cross and she noticed and tried to help me when I tried to move or get up stairs, she was there aiding me.
Recently I was over tired, late at night and was about to collide with furniture and she shot out of her bed and was there by my side in a heartbeat and saved me from a clumsy, exhausted accident and probably another broken limb. She noticed, before I or my partner saw I was about to collide and crash with said furniture and she at that time was old with cancer and unbeknownst to us, dying but we were always her priority. All breeds in my experience tend to die of cancer in old age, both my mongrels, all, so there is no way to avoid that sadly.
When my boyfriend and I had an argument she would get between us and soothe us both and gently tell us off. We would get smiles from her once we’d made up and only then. She was our companion, baby, nanny and adventurous friend. She loved going rowing in a skiff on the Thames, three men in a boat, her in a tiny life jacket.
She loved every human she met, everyone was a friend she’d only just met and she gave love to every soul she encountered throughout her life. I’d see some disreputable looking male on a street corner that looked like he might mug me and she’d throw her love and attention at this man and he would melt. She brought out the best in everyone, adored by everyone who knew her, including neighbours and vets and nursing staff who all mourn her recent death with tears.
We’re mourning her loss & looking around ourselves to get another some time as she and her forebear were too wonderful to be without, it’s unbearable. So one thing I’d tell anyone looking for a cocker, whether show or working and they’re all wonderful, is according to our research, don’t use the kennel club, who mainly have breeders in their books for whom profit is king, of course there may be a few honourable exceptions. When looking for a dog or pup, check out the spaniel clubs and ask them for reputable breeders who put health above all else.
Good luck to you and your future darling.