About Us

We got our first golden back in 1990. He was a big white male named George. My kids were small back then and he was the best baby sitter a person could have. The kids were not allowed near the road or anywhere near the water when we were at the cottage, when George was watching them.
 
In 1993 we moved to the country. One month after we moved there the kids and I and George were over meeting the neighbours where there 2 year old granddaughter was playing on her tricycle and George thought she was getting to close to the road. So off he went to do his stuff, circling her again and again until she got tired of trying to get around him and she turned around and head back toward their house. While George was being the saviour that he was, he noticed the pond across the road, and once he knew the little girl was okay he headed over for a swim. He had his advanced obedience training completed, but when he wanted a swim nothing was going to stop him. On his way across the road George got hit by a car and died just a few minutes later.
 
Two days later I came home with a new golden pup who we named Stella. She turned out to be as much as a sweet heart as George was. We had her for about year and I thought another dog would be a good addition to our family, so away we headed out to get a beautiful bouncing basset hound named Ethel.

After having the two for about another year I came home with yet another golden named Peggy. She turned out to be just as amazing as the other golden that we had.  I thought that these dogs are smart and have a really great temperament, (not to mention her great conformation). This is why I decided to start breeding Goldens.
 
About a year later we came home with Edith, one of the friendliest and trust worthy bassets that I had ever known. With wrinkles on top of wrinkles, I knew that this dog has too much to offer not to be shared.