Well pull up your nittin' and have a seat, you know when us boys gets together, we're either complainin' about them hens or actin' like'um...lol
Didn't realize you was such a worldly traveled man. Kinda like a fella try'in to build his line of hounds but just aint found what suites him yet, but once he does, he settles in an starts to build on it.
I think you struck on something though, it's usually others that bestowe the title of having ones own line upon the owner, usually because he has become so set and hard headed in his ways. He knows every hound he's bred(and there've been many), he knows a few others who breed their hounds well and where to get a bit of a cross if needed. His mold has been cast and the results from it are pleasing to his eye(oh, there is always room for improvment but the house is built on a firm foundation).
Why do we want everything quick and easy, do we lack patients, are we easily bored. I've always found the tempering of the metal, the crafting of the mold, as much a part of the reward as beholding the finished product. In this fast paced world we live, the rush to get there, has caused us to overlook the enjoyment of the ride, for therein lies the true art of breeding hounds.
Thanks for chipin' in Doc. and let us know when them hares turn white...

All the best...Patch