Showing posts with label golden retrievers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label golden retrievers. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Wordless Wednesday - Morkie VS Golden Retriever

Light-weight competitor, Ohno, takes on heavy-weight champion, Rose Bud.

"Oh wow.  I can't believe what we're seeing, folks!  Ohno has defeated Rose Bud!"

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Happy Father's Day!!

When it came to Dad's, we got the cream of the crop.  If he was any more perfect, he'd be a Golden Retriever!  We wuf vu, Dad!!!!!!







AROOOOF!
Boondocks, Kudzu, and Gang

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Things You Should Know BEFORE Owning a Golden Retriever

Today we wanted to share a post from Mom's blog a while back when our siblings Cosmo and Rose Bud were youngsters.  We hope y'all enjoy it!   
Our oldest Golden Retriever turned seven on April 1st. We got Scarlet when she was just six weeks old and quickly fell in love with her. Within another six weeks, we had our second Golden, Rhett. (Rhett passed away three years ago.) It had been five (almost six) years since we'd had adolescent Golden Retrievers in our home. While I have often joked about the “first terrible two years” of a Golden Retriever’s life, I had truly forgotten just how trying a Golden puppy can be - that is until now. Cosmo will be one year old in a matter of weeks, and Rose Bud is six months old. Now all of the reasons we’d joked for so long over how hard it was to survive their puppy hood have come back to me. We’re learning again - the hard way.  (Cosmo is now well past two and Rose Bud will celebrate her second birthday in September.)

With that in mind, I would like to share some tips on owning a Golden. Retriever.

Here are a few things you need to know:

1. You do not own a Golden Retriever. The more accurate description is that they own YOU.
2. Golden Retrievers will chew. If you do not provide them something to chew, they will chew whatever they can find to chew. Amended: whether you provide chew toys or not, Golden Retrievers will chew whatever they can find to chew. *Furniture made from steel is recommended.*
3. People who choose to be owned by Golden Retrievers need to have the patience of Job. If patience is not a virtue that you possess, steer clear of Golden puppies. If it is a virtue in which you wish you had more, you definitely should acquire a Golden Retriever. They will teach you to have it by the boat loads!
4. Golden Retrievers need to be kept busy. If you don’t give them something constructive to do (play fetch, go for a walk, etc…) they will find something destructive to do.
5. Golden Retrievers will EAT anything. This goes beyond the chewing issue. Chewing just leaves your belongings unsightly. Eating involves digesting said object followed by the reproduction of the original object but not in its original form.
6. The whole “mine, yours, and ours” thing is not understood by a Golden Retriever. You should know up front that it is all theirs.
7. Unless you have the pitching arm of Nolan Ryan coupled with the patience of Job, a Golden Retriever is not for you. A Golden’s opinion of ball playing is “keep it coming”.
8. Golden Retrievers dig. My once luscious, green yard would now be a good host for a mud fight pit thanks to the multiple Golden Retrievers who spend part of their day in it.
9. Golden Retrievers LOVE water. Let me emphasize this: GOLDEN RETRIEVERS LOVE WATER. The only thing they love more than water is mud and when they can’t find mud, they make their own! Our dogs dig in their water bowl (as they are drinking and when they are not) then find the nearest pile of dirt and dig and roll and roll and dig until there is one pond size body of mud. (See above tip about digging. These two work together.)
10. Did you see the movie “UP”? (If not, it is a GREAT movie and you should definitely watch it!) Remember the scenes with the squirrels? Golden Retrievers love watching squirrels. We have acrobatic squirrels that spend the day jumping from tree branch to tree branch above our backyard. As they taunt our pups endlessly, our dogs stand “pointing” below while barking to one another what really sounds like, “SQUIRREL! SQUIRREL! SQUIRREL!”

While I could give many, many more examples, I will stop at ten. If you think that you can live through these ten things for at least the first two years: Congratulations! You should definitely get a Golden Retriever!! And if you do manage to survive those first two years, you really will be rewarded with the best dog in the world. These dogs truly do have hearts of gold!

(The above picture is Rose Bud and Cosmo. They were playing tug of war with one of my daughters boas.)



And Mom loved that stage so much as soon as Rose Bud and Cosmo matured, she got us and started all over again!!!!  BOL!!

AROOOOF!
Boondocks and Kudzu

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

New Family Member

If you noticed that I was MIA over the weekend, I had a really good reason.  First, my HS (human sister) had a big dance recital.  It took a lot of time getting her to and from final rehearsals and ready for the show.  She danced last night, so that is behind us for a few months now.  (You did fabulous, DJ!  At least from what I've heard.  I wasn't allowed to go. *sigh*)
My big sis and her BFF.


In addition to "all that jazz", we brought home a new golden retriever puppy!!  I am so excited to have a new playmate that is the same age and size that I am. 


He is a really special guy and as of right now, my human family has yet to decide on a name for him.  Indecisive humans!  Sheesh!!  But anyway, here's the back-story...

Last week Mom received an email from one of her friends at Brookhaven Animal Rescue League.  It went something like this:  A golden retriever puppy has been surrendered by its owner after having its front left leg amputated.  When it comes to goldens, I come to you."  Mom made a couple of phone calls and headed out to meet the pup. 

With intentions to foster until a suitable home could be found, Mom, Dad, and the four hu-kids found themselves head over heels once they met the little guy.  Mom told them that they'd be happy to bring him home after his sutures were removed to be part of our family. 

Interested in what caused "lil guy" to lose his leg, mom questioned the animal hospital team.  "He got his leg caught in a hammock and was not found for several hours.  By the time he was all the circulation had been cut off through his leg.  The owner brought him in to put him down.  We asked him to surrender him instead and our "gold" hearted vets fixed him up and began looking for a new home."

Yesterday Mom, Dad, and the kiddos went and picked him up and brought him home. 

So now I have a new friend.  Mom hopes that "lil guy" will soon be healed up enough to begin training with me to be a therapy dog.  Right now he gets tired easily. Until he has a little more time to adjust, he's just going to live the good life of a pampered house dog!





So what'd y'all do this weekend??

Oh, and if you want to vote on his name, visit my Facebook page!  www.facebook.com/boondocksthewonderdog


(UPDATE - THANKS TO ALL WHO PARTICIPATED IN THE VOTE ON FACEBOOK.  VOTING HAS NOW CLOSED.  MY NEW BRO'S NAME IS:   KUDZU!!)


AROOOF!!
Boondocks

Monday, May 16, 2011

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Only Child? Not Hardly!

Now what fun would it be if there was nothing but a couple of old folks around here for me to hang with.  My family consists of:  six humans - Mom and Dad and their four little people, six dogs including myself - four goldens and two "morkies" (whatever that is!), and three cats - I see no point in them but they do provide me with a bit of entertainment when I'm feeling especially mischievious! 


I make these guys look good!

(Back row: Cosmo, Isaac, Jaden, Dacey, Rose Bud.  In the wagon: Connor and me.  Front: Scarlet - mom calls her the one that started it all!)

Monday, April 25, 2011

Golden Retrievers


"Golden retrievers are not bred to be guard dogs, and considering the size of their hearts and their irrepressible joy in life, they are less likely to bite than to bark, less likely to bark than to lick a hand in greeting. In spite of their size, they think they are lap dogs, and in spite of being dogs, they think they are also human, and nearly every human they meet is judged to have the potential to be a boon companion who might, at many moment, cry, "Let's go!" and lead them on a great adventure."
— Dean Koontz