These types of comparisons usually turn in to a pissing contest, hopefully this one does not. I have posted my experience about my current BL in the past on this forum. A search can find various threads with helpful information. 3 years ago after comparing my research to the AL’s I owned previously I decided to take the plunge on a BL from John Pesek at Royalty British Kennel.
3 years later I have no regrets. My AL’s were all good dogs, good nose, desire, obedience and friendly family dogs. I raised male and female AL’s.
This is in no way a plug for John and Royatly but it may come off that way.
The experience my family and I had with John could not be improved upon nor could I want a finer dog. In fact ,the information he provided leading up to the ultimate pup selection was invaluable. During litter selection John would tell us things about the breed, characteristics of the pups from each litter based on dam/sire. Details that I thought were a bit far fetched.
3 years later I can tell you that everything John told us about the pup came true…. It is uncanny that he knows as much about his dogs as he does.
This may be true of others too but just sharing my experience.
What is my point? I think there are good and not so god breeders out there, that goes for AL and BL’s. I think it is obvious that there are Many more AL breeders as BL. Do your odds change as a result?
Bl’s are not always small dogs, is it possible to get a 130 lb BL? maybe but not too likely. If you are looking for a Upland dog not sure 130 lbs should be a desire.
My dog is male black, 55 lbs. Small but can go through anything. Nose is great, instincts are phenomenal. Where this dog differs from my AL’s is in ease of training and obedience. Simply put he was a breeze to train, he is not a wild dog, stays in range no matter the situation.
If you give John a shot, I promise you, you will think he is full of Bull with all the stuff he tells you as you visit with him. At the end of the day the guy is top notch and his dogs are too.
Last note: this week I came home from a night running from hockey rink to hockey rink, I walked in the door and the dog was holding my slipper softly in his mouth. I asked for it, he handed it over. I thought why not ask for the other, I told him to fetch my other slipper. He trotted through the house and came back with the other slipper. My wife and I were speachless. They pick up on everything.