Buying a golden retriever puppy in Colorado isn’t like picking one up at a pet store. Most people calling about golden retriever puppies for sale get surprised when they hear about deposits and waiting lists. The conversation usually goes something like this: “We have a litter planned for spring. The deposit is $500, and you’re…
So you’re about to go pick out a puppy and you’re freaking out a little because what if you choose wrong? What if the perfect puppy is right there and you somehow miss it and end up with the dud? First off, there’s no dud. They’re puppies. They’re all great. But yeah, there are differences,…
We moved to Colorado Springs last year with our three-month-old Golden Retriever puppy, Max. I thought the hardest part would be finding a good vet and getting settled in our new house. Boy was I wrong. Training a puppy in Colorado is nothing like training one back in Ohio where we came from. The altitude…
When we brought home our Golden puppy Buddy, I had zero idea what I was getting into with the grooming thing. My mom always had short-haired dogs growing up, so I figured brushing was brushing, right? Boy was I wrong. But honestly, once I got the hang of it, grooming time became something we both…
I picked up Buster from the breeder thinking he’d be this instant perfect family dog. Golden Retrievers are supposed to love everyone, right? Well, nobody told Buster that. But of course, not all puppies are like this. He spent his first week at home hiding under the coffee table every time someone walked past our…
So you’re getting a Golden Retriever puppy. First of all, congratulations – you’re about to fall in love with the most adorable, fluffy, energetic little tornado you’ve ever met. Second, you’re probably freaking out a little about what you need to buy, and I totally get that. I remember walking into PetSmart before getting my…
The first night Buddy came home, I didn’t sleep at all. Not because he was crying (though he was), but because I kept checking to make sure he was still breathing. Eight weeks old, twelve pounds of fluff, and I was terrified I’d already screwed something up. That was six months ago. Now he’s fifty…
Look, nobody warns you that feeding a Golden Retriever puppy is going to become one of those things you overthink at 2 AM. One day you’re confident you’ve got this whole dog parent thing figured out, and the next you’re googling whether you’re ruining your puppy’s development because they inhaled their breakfast in thirty seconds…
The moment still catches in my throat—watching my golden retriever Summit pause at the ridge line, her copper coat backlit by alpine light, surveying the valley we’d climbed together. It wasn’t just the breathtaking backdrop of the Collegiate Peaks that moved me, but the journey from the tumbling fluffball who once struggled with the stairs…
Remember that bouncing ball of fluff that used to wake you up at dawn, ready to take on the world? Now your Golden greets the morning with a gentle tail wag and maybe a few creaky stretches. Welcome to the distinguished chapter of senior Golden parenthood – where gray muzzles and wise eyes tell stories…