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(Jigga and Dream pictured left) Hi all and welcome to Goulden Gate's little piece of the net. Located in NE and Central Ohio (while Im away at college, the dogs come with me), Goulden Gate is a small hobby kennel that shows often and breeds rarely. I have been showing dogs since age 9, moving into danes at age 11, paps at age 15 and am staffs at age 19. Currently I have four dogs, my "old man" Snoopy (UKC Ch. Goulden Gate's Top Dogg age 5.5 years), my harle lady Charisma (GouldenGate Charismatic V Esq age 2, Dream, my spayed papillon (age 5) and my american staffordshire terrier Leeda (GouldenGate Follow D Leeda age 1) Leeda will be hitting the ring this spring/summer and Charisma will be taking on motherhood. Snoopy...he gets to take on the role of "couch potatoe". If you are looking for a puppy, I currently have a litter on the ground as well as a litter planned for Summer 2006. If I don't have what you are looking for, I will gladly lead you to a REPSONSIBLE ETHICAL breeder who may. Thank you for visiting my site and I hope you enjoy your visit!.
Yours
truely
Julie Gould
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In Memory
Of
"Pepsi Kola Klassics with a K" (pictured in top left corner)
When I was 11 years old I got it into my
head that i wanted a Great Dane. My dad jokingly told me I could have one if I found one that was free.That was motive enough for me to start looking for one. I had heard of rescue groups for purebred dogs before so I started searching for one. I found one called the "Great Dane Club of Western PA" and they soon had me on the waiting list for a dane ( if my parents only knew! ) A week later the rescue called my house and told my mom they had a puppy for me. She was like "What!?" They told her it was an approximately 10 month old blue
female that was half starved and left tied to a dumpster outside a shelter in Alexandria PA and that she needed a good home. How could my mom refuse that? She "yelled" at my father telling him not to ever say yes if I ask for
something even if it sounds impossible for me to obtain it. "You know she'll find a way! " she exclaims at him LOL. So 5 days later on a Saturday morning we
drive 2 hours away to pick up my first dane. "Pepsi Kola Klassics with a
K" is what I named her. Pepsi for short. Oh I loved that dog and still do. She
made me fall hard and forever for the breed known as the Great Dane. I still
think I feel her with me......You see Pepsi was hit by a drunk driver one
night after she got lose looking for me. She died in my lap in the parking
lot of the vet office. I'll miss her and be grateful to her forever for letting me be a part of her life and for her giving me her trust after she was abused so badly (When I first got her she weighed 75 lbs at 32 inches high) She was the start of my passion and it will never end....
Makin Me High CGC TDI AKA Douja 8-3-1998 to 2-2-2004...Douja was given to me days before my 15th Birthday...a gift from myself and my mother to help fill the void I recieved when Pepsi left me. She was the most adorable little ball of spots I had ever seen. I feel in love at first sight and was so happy to have another dane in my life. That day I got a best friend, someone who will never be replaced. She became my heart. Always by my side...I learned the inside of the AKC conformation ring with her. I recieved so many obedience ribbons and agility awards in 4-H with her I ran out of places to hang them. She would do anything to get a smile and a "good girl" from me. She was truely a "mommy's dog", always wanting to be with me. She was 100% dedicated to me and only me. Monday, Feb 2, 2004, that best friend was taken from me. Suffering from slipped disks in her neck and her spinal cord severly damaged, I had no other choice but to let my angel go back to heaven, where she had had to come from. She was too perfect to me to be from anywhere but there. She was only five years old, as was my Pepsi. The good ones are never here long enough....Wait for me at the bridge my friend, wait for me princess. A letter to you, my friend.......They say memories are golden, well, maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories, I only wanted you.
A million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly, in death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place no one else could fill.
If tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane.
I'd walk the path to Heaven and bring you back again.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us back one by one, the chain will link again. Author Unknown
I love you baby girl -------------------------------------------------------
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The story of My Butterfly: Pixiedusts Can I get a...
AKA Jigga. This is in memory of my little butterfly, Jigga. He was definitely mommy's boy and followed me around everywhere. He was a big down in a little package. There was a spark in his eyes and he was scared of no one. He was my protector. When I brought him home, he could fit in the palm of my hand. At his full grown weight of 7 lbs, he was invincible (at least he thought so). Even though my little man is no longer with me, he will always be remembered for the smiles and laughs he gave me. He was one character I tell you. He showed me what a papillon really was, and for that I am thankful.
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