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Our goal is to breed and raise exceptional quality British Style Golden Retrievers. Our bloodlines are from only the most respected kennels worldwide. We are members of the Canadian Kennel Club, UK Kennel Club and GRCC and strictly adhere to their code of ethics. Our breeding dogs have passed all health clearances for eyes, heart, hips and elbows.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Bailey and Frank’s Litter – Week Seven

It won't be long now till we meet our forever families!

“The Return of the Big White Monster”


Perhaps that’s something of an overstatement, but imagine that you’re a seven week old puppy with limited life experiences under your furry belt. One afternoon as we were tending to the litters in the living room, we heard growling coming from the library where Bailey’s litter is located. Bailey, we thought, was telling her brood that they’d reached their quota on the milk-truck and that she wasn’t interested in any further top ups for a while. We called out to her, but to no avail. We decided we needed to go investigate. To our surprise, we found our big boy Haydain, sprawled out in the middle of the whelping box enjoying some of the puppies’ toys. Haydain occupied so much space that the pups barely had any room left for themselves. Whenever a puppy approached, he would emit a bassy, resonating growl to communicate that he preferred to keep the toys all to himself. Of course, it was all in good fun as he rolled over on his back to allow them to climb all over him.

The level of activity in the yard has risen several notches since that first day the puppies staggered outdoors and they are so intent on going outside whether rain or shine. Best of all, we had a giant outdoor play fest on the weekend with Bailey’s, Sierra’s and Whitney’s litters combined. It was a joy to behold from a remote corner overlooking the busy playing field as all the puppies interacted with one another. One group could be found stripping bark from twigs and trees; another was honing their digging skills, while others are either playing tag or wrestling. One of the popular sports events was taking a running jump off a rock onto the lawn; a daunting five inch drop. Even Whitney and Sierra got in on the action. They led the group around the yard like the Pied Piper or revelers in a conga line, while Bailey played tug of war with the puppies using branches. When you play that hard, sooner or later, it catches up with you. One by one, the puppies collapsed in a heap, totally spent.

The pups are an alert, well-balanced and affectionate bunch who are willing to make friends with everyone. It’s hard to believe how quickly the time has passed so we’re now firming up travel plans for some and getting them used to crates to help ease the stress of travelling. As the puppies mature, they are becoming even sweeter and more affectionate, not to mention: demanding of attention. We have been treasuring our remaining days together with each and every one of them. So remember as you go off on your journey: “I wish you shelter from the storm, a cozy fire to keep you warm, but most of all, when snowflakes fall, I wish you love”. So long, little ones.

That concludes this edition of “Puppy Tales”.  See you next litter!
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Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Sierra and Storm’s Litter – Week Seven

We are growing up so fast.


It was to be the biggest event of the year and the weather seemed to be holding out. They came from near and far for a singular purpose: it was gonna be a party! The invited guests were all of Sierra’s, Whitney’s and Bailey’s litters with the moms designated as chaperones. The event began with drinks….as usual. Each of the litters sought out and chased their respective moms for their liquid refreshments. Once the little ones were topped up, the fun began. Some unsettled weather from earlier in the week ensured there was a fresh supply of twigs and small branches on hand. The day’s favourite activities were crawling into a “foxhole” that their Aunt Bailey had dug and the tug-of-war competition which was usually played with one on one or two on one. In a canine interpretation of the shot put, the puppies would see how far they could flip the water bowl. In these circumstances, anything goes.

Since some of Whitney’s litter was beginning to trickle out to their forever homes, Sierra’s puppies moved into the whelping box with the remaining pups. Despite the one week age difference, everyone was pretty much the same size. In the meantime, Bailey’s pups moved into the quarters vacated by Sierra’s group. This did confuse the moms a bit until they figured out where their kids were, but that wasn’t a great hardship.

We also had a vet visit during the week for their checkups (for which they received rave reviews) and their vaccinations. For some reason, each puppy had to be awakened to take their turn. We suspect they were just pretending to be asleep because of some rumours they might have heard about veterinarians.

Sierra has continued to be a good sport and a great mom throughout the entire motherhood experience. She patrols the house, checking up on her brood and still endures a few feedings a day, but occasionally needs to remind the gang when they’ve surpassed their quota. Fortunately Whitney steps up to the plate to help out now and again. Now that the puppies are maturing, they crave more one on one attention and are most content when they’re curled up with a buddy or on someone’s lap.

As our time together winds down, we reflect on all the love, laughter, happiness and kisses we’ve shared. These are memories we’ll treasure forever. As you go along your journey with your new families little ones, we wish you much love and safe travels.

That concludes this edition of “Puppy Tales”.  See you next litter!

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Thursday, December 17, 2015

Bailey and Frank’s Litter – Week Six

Rain or shine we love being outside!

“Decisions, Decisions”


This week was all about treasures and discovery. Since the weather was a bit unsettled during the week, Mother Nature contributed numerous twigs and bits of bark to the yard. These quickly became the gang’s favourite toys. While we get a little squeamish when we have to go outside in a bit of drizzle, the little ones don’t give it a second thought. Rain or shine – it doesn’t matter. As long as they get to go outside, they’re happy. This week, their outdoor activities included tug of war with a stick; one on one, one on two or simply having a nice leisurely chew. They engaged in chases, whether actual or imagined and hide & seek was a huge crowd pleaser. The water bowl was also a key attraction and it often did double duty as a footbath. For some reason, the puppies were curious as to what the underside of the bowl looked like so it needed frequent refilling.

We can never quite understand the decision-making process of a little puppy. Sometimes they’ll jump up spontaneously, dart off in a particular direction on rubbery legs so a fast sprint often culminates in a toppling over. But Bailey is there to watch out for them and when she feels it’s time for the group to go back inside, she stands in front of the door signifying that playtime is over. Each vigorous play session ends the same way though – with the puppies curling up and drifting off to sleep.

When the weather refused to cooperate, not that it mattered to the puppies, the carnival came to town…or at least to the foyer. Here the gang could try out the big play station, play with a toy, a ball or a human or in some cases, just have a little snooze. All in all, this is a great group. They’re generally quite quiet and very well-behaved. They sit and watch very quietly and patiently while we change out some towels or empty the wastebasket. They must be on their best behaviour since Santa will be coming soon. The one exception is Bailey. She keeps nudging our bedroom door at night to see if we’ve changed our minds about letting her sleep in there. We think she’ll be getting coal in her stocking.

That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another captivating installment of “Puppy Tales”.
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Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Sierra and Storm’s Litter – Week Six

We are so well behaved.

“The Sortation”

This one goes in here. This one goes in there. This other one goes in here. Like letter carriers arranging the mail for their morning route, we were tasked with sorting each of these precious little packages back into their respective whelping boxes after a large backyard outing with Sierra and Whitney’s litters together. They were a bit reserved to start, but after a swig of liquid courage from their mom, the little ones raced off to join the rest of the group in activities ranging from scavenger hunts to rock climbing. It was one big, happy outing with neither judgment nor discrimination – just a whole lot of fun. The puppies’ play is becoming a bit more coordinated and adult-like, but they’re still just kids at heart. And that spinning around trying to chase your tail thing never gets old. Toward the end of a long, fun-filled day, the puppies like to get some good night cuddles before they drift off to sleep dreaming of tomorrow’s adventures.

Even Sierra’s role has evolved to that of a pack leader as her brood matures. Her pups are weaned now since they are eating three meals a day of solid food….with a few milkshakes throughout the day. She is affectionate and playful with them, teasing them with toys and showing them when to bite and when not to. She lets them know she’s the dominant dog and would correct them if they were to misbehave, but this group is so laid back that it’s not likely to be necessary.

The puppies are certainly eating well, much to Sierra’s chagrin, since there are rarely any left-overs for her. Everyone is gaining weight and they all have the waistlines to prove it. Their muzzles are lengthening and are beginning to look a bit more like the adults they will eventually become. Their emotions are becoming apparent too, so they whine to show fear, whimper if they’re hurt and bark when they are excited or want attention. And they do want lots of attention. It’s virtually impossible to walk anywhere near the whelping box without several furry little heads popping up to see what’s going on. We’ve learned that once you make eye contact; it’s game over. From that moment on, you have to make a detour and pick a puppy to cuddle and then another and another.

That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another riveting installment of “Puppy Tales”.
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Whitney and Storm’s Litter – Week Seven

Sticks are the toy of choice this week.

“The Cuban”

It was a cool December day. There was a gentle breeze rustling through the trees and the sun’s rays struggled to peak out between the clouds. He sat atop some rocks in the crisp Caledon air – a dull grey morning, but that did not concern him. Like a connoisseur with a prized Cuban cigar, he worked the shaft until it felt right to him. And so it was that Mr. Snowball enjoyed his stick.

This particular outing was special as we had both Whitney’s and Sierra’s litters out together for a jumbo play date. They stayed in their respective groups at first, seeking out their moms as they both ran off with the little ones in tow resembling a furry conga line. Once everyone had a snack, Miss Candy Cane and Mr. Shining Star came to chase us trying to tug on our pant legs. In the meantime, Mr. Coal was at the door to the house wondering if he could get back inside. We were able to coax him to come back and join in on the fun. When the moms broke away for some quiet time, the two groups merged and played together as one. We think there was probably a little romance or two blossoming between the new-found friends.

The gang went for a car ride this week to visit our friendly veterinarian and received great reviews as expected. They were even well-behaved in the car, but no doubt relieved to return to the safety and comfort of their whelping box with their mom anxiously awaiting their arrival. Whitney has been a stellar mom who dotes on her puppies, checking up on them frequently to attend to their every need. However, no week in complete without some kind of incident in the dorm. Apparently Whitney pushed down the slats that block the entrance to the box when she departed and the entire group followed en-masse. They were all recaptured and order was quickly restored.

To our sweet little puppies who have given us so much love and happiness these past seven plus weeks, when we think of you we’ll find comfort in knowing how much happiness you will bring to your new families. You have given us so many kisses and memories that we’ll treasure always. So long, little ones. We wish you all the best in your journey, but most of all, we wish you love.

That concludes this edition of “Puppy Tales”.  See you next litter!
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Thursday, December 10, 2015

Bailey and Frank’s Litter – Week Five

Our very first adventure outside!

“The Line Forms on the Right”

The procession seemed endless as they came from all corners of the house. We’re not sure why, but Bailey’s litter has proven to be a tourist attraction among the rest of the pack. Granted, Whitney and Sierra, the two other moms would frequently come to visit and even nurse the little ones. Then Faith and Chanel, our two youngest girls along with their “Uncle” Storm nudged the barrier aside so they could stand by the whelping box and simply watch them. Never one to be shy, Haydain our gentle giant plodded right into the whelping box on numerous occasions to examine the puppies up close and personal. This must have confused the lot when they realized that this model wasn’t equipped with the usual milk apparatus.

When they weren’t eating, sleeping or playing, Bailey’s litter spent some of their time this week product testing. Since we are giving the puppies progressively drier food over time, we are also giving them water to drink to help keep them hydrated. We do this in a “spill-proof” bowl. The group demonstrated that this type of bowl is not so spill-proof after all and that it also doubles as a toy. This necessitates several bedding changes throughout the day.

As luck would have it, the weather cooperated sufficiently to enable us to introduce the gang to the great outdoors. What they lacked in confidence initially, they made up for in their curiousity and quest to gather twigs. Puppies don’t learn about sticks and twigs - they don’t need to. Puppies apparently come out of the womb already acquainted with their connection to nature’s debris. Mr. Firecracker demonstrated his skill as a pathfinder, leading the pups around on a scavenger hunt. Once they grew accustomed to this vast expanse, many just raced around aimlessly, enjoying the crisp Caledon air or chasing their mom in the hope of getting an afternoon snack. The moms typically spend a good deal of their time frolicking in the yard with their litters, except in this case Bailey seemed to be somewhat more interested in going back inside to see if there might be some food waiting there.

This is the beginning of the most influential socialization period for the puppies. They’re learning to communicate with each other and with us by wagging their tails. With the increased control over their facial muscles, the puppies are making expressions and are beginning to reveal their personalities and communicate their opinions. They’re craving a lot of attention and affection and fortunately that’s something that’s not hard to provide.

That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another entrancing installment of “Puppy Tales”.
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Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Sierra and Storm’s Litter – Week Five

What fun we had outside!

“It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighbourhood”

It was a beautiful fall day on the weekend so Sierra’s litter had the opportunity to experience their inaugural outing. As we carried them out and placed each one on the lawn, they were a little bit apprehensive about the big green carpet at first. The feeling didn’t last and before long, they were overcome with curiousity as they darted off in all different directions to explore this great big space. Mom was never far away, so they kept circling back in the hope that the milk bar was open for an afternoon snack.

On top of being siblings, it’s evident that the puppies have also become fast friends as they frolicked in the yard together. Everyone settled into a variety of activities. Some were curious about rock climbing, but didn’t actually summon up enough courage to try it, while others settled in with a nice little twig, either alone or with a friend. There were a few who favoured wrestling, jousting or playing rugby without a ball. Of course they always keep circling back to us to catch quick cuddle before they run off again at top speed.

The pups were even making friends outside of their group this week as was demonstrated in the co-op escape from their whelping boxes of Mr. Lifesaver and Mr. Cinnamon Twist from Whitney’s litter. The two were apprehended quickly and quietly and placed back in the custody of their moms.

The puppies are learning to communicate as they wag their tails to us and to each other.  With the increased control over their facial muscles, they are making expressions, beginning to reveal their personalities and voice their opinions. They bark, growl, squeak, yelp, chirp and howl – whatever it takes to get someone’s attention, including each other’s. And while their play is becoming a bit more coordinated and adult-like, they’re still just kids at heart. Mind you, the puppies were so spent from their big outing, that in the ensuing naptime some of them sounded like grandpa snoring on the sofa after a huge Christmas dinner.

That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another enthralling installment of “Puppy Tales”.
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Whitney and Storm’s Litter – Week Six

Our big adventure outside!

“The Conspiracy”

Like the Navajo code talkers before them, their communication was cloaked in secrecy so the collaboration went unnoticed. They chose a cool, misty morning to put their plan into action just as the household was beginning to stir. We are unaware of exactly how the conspiracy unfolded, but somehow Mr. Cinnamon Twist from Whitney’s litter and Mr. Lifesaver from Sierra’s litter managed to escape from their respective whelping boxes in tandem for a rendezvous in the living room. The two were safely apprehended and placed in the custody of their mothers, but to this day, no one is talking.

This week, we managed to get the group outside for playtime. Just like their introduction to solid food, this group embraced the outdoors on their first outing like they’d done it a hundred times before. There was no hesitation as they all scurried off in all directions in search of treasures. It’s as though gathering up sticks and chewing them is part of a puppy’s DNA. Some of the gang even tried their hand at rock climbing while others were content just to munch away at a prime twig. Of course, no outing is complete without a game of chase. It’s fun to watch them hop around. Once they hit their top speed, they typically just fall down and repeat the exercise several more times.

Whitney always escorts her puppies outside for playtime. Her role is part sentinel, part playmate, albeit the pups do chase mom around for a while in the hopes of a snack. We have blankets to spread out on the lawn to sit on as we take in all of the action and Whitney wastes no time in curling up on our laps. While the little ones are off exploring the yard, she reprises her role as the biggest lapdog of all. Before long, the puppies are spent and they try to curl up with their mom or on a corner of the blanket so we have to carry them in and put them to bed, one by one. There’s nothing like fresh, country air for a good night’s sleep.

That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another stimulating installment of “Puppy Tales”.
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Thursday, December 3, 2015

Bailey and Frank's Litter – Week Four

Mr. Sparkle says hi everyone!

 “Food Fight”

This week, the gang began to wean and was introduced to mush: a canine smoothie comprised of moistened puppy food, oatmeal, goat’s milk, supplements, probiotics and honey. The convention with mush when it’s introduced to a new group is that the puppies typically sniff at it, shake their heads or walk away until we dab a little on their mouths to coax them into trying it. When the bowl was placed in the whelping box, Mr. Sparkle made a bee-line toward it and began to chow down as though he’d been doing it for years. The rest of the mini-pack followed without hesitation. The unsettling part of their mealtime was that they have achieved the title of messiest litter ever because they walked in it, skated across it, sat down in it and even swam in it.

Mealtime may be a scene out of National Lampoon’s Animal House, but it’s still a bit of a reprieve for Bailey as each of the puppy’s twenty-eight razor sharp teeth are coming in. Not yet ready for retirement, she still dutifully brings her milk truck around several times a day and night to keep her family topped up and even makes the rounds to both Whitney and Bailey’s litters as a canine “Meals on Wheels” of sorts.

Last weekend, some friends and a few local future families came to visit. There was a great deal of interaction between the families and both Whitney’s and Sierra’s litters. With Bailey’s litter; not so much. In their defense, they’d had a big breakfast followed by a milkshake from mom so some of the little ones were experiencing milk comas. Not the least of which, since they’re the youngest litter, they do need the most amount of sleep. One thing we can guarantee is that they’ll be ready to take on the world by the time their stay here comes to an end.

That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another heart-warming installment of “Puppy Tales”.
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Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Sierra and Storm’s Litter – Week Four

Hello everyone!

“Keeping up with the Joneses”

Sierra and her brood also had an enjoyable visitor’s day. Since they’re right next door to Whitney’s group, they had the added benefit of being cuddled by anyone who happened to be in the room! This lot was perhaps not as animated as Whitney’s litter, but then again, they’re a week younger and they still need lots of beauty sleep. That certainly didn’t hinder their participation for the big event and they were equal crowd pleasers. Bailey’s litter which is younger still, slept through most of the festivities nestled in the arms of their future families!

As much as this lot enjoys their leisure time, they are also getting their fair share of exercise and to this end; an extension has been added to the whelping box. This is the beginning of a key socialization period for the puppies. When they’re not sleeping or eating, they spend more time playing with one another. Now that they’re gaining strength and coordination, they scurry around at top speed. They pounce or head butt each other resembling furry little dusters. They test each other’s limits and learn the difference between hard and soft biting.  They also take turns sleeping at the top and bottom of the sibling pile. Since their hunting and chasing instincts are emerging, we ensure that they have plush toys to play and cuddle with, that is until either Bailey steals them to play with herself.

Sierra has raised very polite puppies!
Mealtime now consists of mush: a canine smoothie comprised of moistened puppy food, oatmeal, goat’s milk, supplements, probiotics and honey - all blended to perfection. Their inaugural dinner got underway with a bit of coaxing, but the group gradually got the hang of it and culminated in the licking of some of the sticky residue off the faces of their littermates. Subsequent meals were consumed in their entirety and conducted in a very orderly fashion. Mind you, Sierra has spoiled the lot with the continued attendance of her milk carriage. Either way, the puppies get their fill and always enjoy a leisurely post-breakfast nap. What a life.

That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another installment of “Puppy Tales”.
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Whitney and Storm’s Litter – Week Five

Hello everyone!

“The Evacuation”

There were several practice runs that lead to this moment. Well-rehearsed; well-coordinated, but this event was unlike anything we’d ever witnessed. Early in the week, Mr. Snowball and Miss Candy Cane departed the whelping box for a little walkabout. Around midweek, Mr. Snowball, Miss Mistletoe and Mr. Plum Pudding took their turn, unfazed by the violation they had committed as they calmly studied their surroundings. On Monday morning, it became apparent. These were all dry runs for what came next. As we approached the living room that houses Whitney’s litter box, the entire litter of eight had evacuated their dwelling to go for a leisurely stroll around the room. They all surrendered peacefully and without incident, but this latest breach has underscored the necessity for stricter security measures.

Time for cuddles!
Notwithstanding their occasional lapse in judgment, the group was all fairly well-behaved as they received visitors over the weekend. Everyone received a major dose of cuddling while some of their guests seemed to work through a mental checklist of every puppy to hold so no one would be left out. They doled out licks and kisses, nibbled on watches and lapped up all of the attention they were getting. Even the moms made sure they got some attention of their own.

Last week, our poor Whitney contracted Eclampsia, a blood calcium deficiency. As a result of her treatment, Whitney was unable to nurse her puppies, so Bailey and Sierra rolled in with their own milk trucks to help out. Forever the good sport, octomom Whitney clad in a t-shirt to cover her “apparatus” made up for lost time by spending entire days in the whelping box with her brood, sometimes napping with them, but mostly just hanging out. The pups were extremely happy to be with their mom. They expressed their enthusiasm by climbing on top of her while Mr. Shining Star clamped his jaws down on mom’s tail and Miss Mistletoe gnawed away on Whitney’s leg. Whitney took it all in stride.

That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another regal installment of “Puppy Tales”.

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