At this visit, the pups were 6 weeks old and acting crazy. Meaning, I had 13 little guys and girls climbing all over me and my camera. I was kissed, nibbled, scratched (not on purpose) and basically destroyed by the end of the meeting. All the puppies except two females had homes waiting for them when they became old enough to leave.
Riley is going to be 9 next week. That’s a senior Golden age, and we lost Paddy at 10 so I often begin to watch for signs of age in Riley. He’s an old man lately. If I open the fridge and as much touch a package of cheese he does snap up and come running though.
Here’s some snapshots of the puppies. Two litters by the way. Can you imagine 13 puppies coming out of one dog? I don’t think so!
First off, let’s study the gait on these babies. Since their breeder (Riley’s breeder in fact) shows her dogs, I imagine gait is very important.
How well does a puppy respond to being touched and held, etc? This one seemed to be fine with it.
Often dogs that aren’t conformation quality still compete in obedience trials and agility trials. This is Miss Raspberry collar, showing us (with a doggie smile I might add) what she thinks of the tire. I secretly wanted to tuck her into my camera bag and take her home. Resist! Resist! Think about something else, Pammy.
Here’s the other girl I coveted. She was Miss Orange collar and sassy. Next Golden I get I want to be a girl this time. I have mentioned that I live in a home of Y chromosomes and am tired of all the testosterone. I am tired of cleaning up the bathroom floors. Why does my kids’ bathroom remind me of a mens’ room at Dodger Stadium? Ummm…don’t ask me how I know what a mens’ room smells like at Dodger Stadium.
After much wrestling and soon losing interest in me, the puppies became bored.
They all started getting tired.
I plan to visit these lovers at least once more before they leave for their new homes.