ORIGINS

God brought the therapy dog(Casey) and I together in the spring of 2006, just after she turned 7 years old.

At the time, I was working as a pet sitter and had a yearning to get a golden retriever.  I have to admit that if I was a young man or a teenager, Labrador retrievers would be my favorite breed.  Years of experience as a pet sitter had shown me that "Labs" have boundless energy, they want to play ALL the time, and they don't respond to the word "No."  The "Golden" is more laid back and will "cool it" if you tell him so.

I contacted a local golden retriever rescue agency, went through a thorough interview(three women actually came to my home) and application process, and waited.  During the wait, I happened to be taking care of a golden retriever on Middleline Road in Ballston Spa.  Turns out that the golden retriever, Charlie, was Casey's grandson(Don't you love how God works?).

Casey was a breeding dog for a breeder in Charlton, but after multiple litters she was ready for a career change and the breeder was looking for a responsible owner for Casey.  However, my first obligation was to the golden retriever rescue agency.  I immediately called them and when they told me they didn't have a dog for me(God again? Definitely!), it was like "music to my ears".  Now the way was open to "adopt" Casey, and I snapped her up in no time