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Jazz & Bailey’s Litter – Week Eight

Victoria’s Secret
It happened early one morning. The sun was beating down and the birds were singing their various melodies, busily scouring the dewy grass for worms and other delectables. As we opened the door to release Bailey and her mini pack into the yard, Bailey spotted it first and tore off at top speed to investigate. Sensing imminent danger, Mr. Potato stopped in his tracks and turned to warn the others, many of which were already headed back inside in response to our beckoning. In the meantime, Bailey was nose to nose with her adversary… a baby chipmunk. Once the puppies were “safely” tucked away, Bailey was also persuaded to return, allowing the little chipmunk to reunite with its own family.

With the weather being as hot as it was this past week, it’s no surprise that the puppies spent much of their time soaking their little feet in the over-sized water bowl - no doubt dreaming about swimming at the cottage one day. And when they weren’t busy using the water bowl for their s…

Jazz and Bailey’s Litter – Week Seven

The ImpostorLittle puppies aren’t good at math at seven weeks of age, but try taking three treats out in front of an adult Golden and they’ll know full well that you’ve only given them one or two. On several occasions, the membership of this litter has gone from eight to nine. The group didn’t seem to notice at first or maybe they just didn’t mind, but there was an imposter in their midst. A friend who breeds American Eskimos had a litter on the same day as Bailey that resulted in a singleton (an only child). Vickie, the three pound minion has been over for play dates with our puppies to aid in her socialization and just to have some fun. She was welcomed into the pack by all in true Golden fashion including Bailey the super-mom, who even allowed little Vickie to nurse. Whether rain or shine, the gang has been enjoying their outdoor time. Their favourite activities include gardening or landscaping and rock-climbing. Once they’re all played out, Messrs. Mint and Rhubarb enjoy lounging o…

Jazz and Bailey’s Litter – Week Six

The Police EscortPerhaps they thought the garden would look better without it. The puppies worked tirelessly like a little gang of lumberjacks and before long, the large green plant growing alongside a honey locust tree lay shredded in a heap. All of the perpetrators had wisps of green foliage in their fur and protruding out of the corners of their mouths like over exuberant vegans at an all-you-can-eat salad bar. Intent on exploring another shrub nearby, Miss Lemon stretched up as high as she could onto her tiptoes thereby losing her balance and doing a backward summersault on the mulch-covered ground. She shrieked and was momentarily disoriented, but wasted no time in getting back to the job at hand. With their tremendous appetite for exploration, the little ones know no boundaries.
Bailey is a mother-extraordinaire. Unlike most moms, Bailey spends her time on outings playing with her puppies, either rolling around in the grass with them or having them follow her around the yard like…