Pilot is a son of my Diggor and came to live with me at the age of two.  He has a sweet nature and fills the void left after the loss of my Jack and Jesse in 2008.

         Bubba, son of Cutter and Mouse, lived up to his name.

Captain’s son….a chip off the old block.

At the FCR National Specialty this year, Cash received his CD and BN titles.

Zephyr was our meant-to-be dog. I had been asked if I was interested in a pup from his litter when the litter was born. We were dealing with Hurricane’s cancer and we said not now. When the puppies would have been about 9 weeks, I start putting out the word we were interested in getting another Flat-Coat. Less than 48 hours later we were arranging to pick up Zephyr in a couple of weeks. He is everything we could have asked for. He is loving, silly, loves to retrieve and learn. He is laid back but still energetic. His enthusiasm for whatever I asked him to do has even got me to go back in the show ring, which I had vowed I would never do.