Reggie

Reggie, short for Reginald is the son of Rachelle (Chiorego Gold Touch born 12-07-97) and Alex (BISS Champion Okeechobee Rivendell Goblin). We bought him from a breeder near Castle Rock, Colorado.

Reggie is a very dominant dog and insisted on doing his own web page, so take it away Reggie.

Reggie suggests that you use your paw to click on any one of his pictures to enlarge it.

Hi!  My name is Reggie, otherwise known as the RV dog.  I am a male Golden Retriever.  Reggie is short for Reginald, an English name, since I am of English heritage.  I was born June 12, 2000, and Mom and Dad got me when I was seven weeks old.  They saw me two weeks before and picked me out of the litter.  Boy, were they in for a surprise!

 
Here are a couple of pictures of me when I was a little puppy.  I was quite young at the time.  My family loved my fluffiness and my softness.

Mom says I was a real challenge from the day they got me.  All the way home in the car, I was biting them and wouldn’t stop.  They both think I was the Alpha of my litter.  I seem to have to be in control of everything.

I’m also pretty large for a Golden.  Dad says I was a little better with him.  Since he’s the Alpha in my new pack, I had to obey him at least a little bit to make him think that he was the boss.  Mom needed Neosporin and Band Aids, though.  I’m sorry, Mom.  I was just a little pup then.

Mom and Dad had me neutered when I was three months old in the hope that I might settle down a little and act more like a normal dog.  I have to admit it did slow me down right after my operation.
The long sleep after my operation fooled them, though.  Nothing changed.  They tell me that I didn’t even start to act like a normal dog until I was about 15 months old.
Mom and Dad let me choose my favorite spot in the house to sleep.  I slept there until I couldn’t fit any more.
Mom says that I was pretty easy to potty train.  Of course, Dad cleaned up most of the accidents inside the house and cleaned the carpet after each one, so we won’t ask him about it.  They did it the right way, though, because now I will only go potty outside.  She said that one of her fondest memories, and Dad’s too, was carrying me downstairs at night to go potty outside when I was little.  They said they would hold me like a baby and kiss me all the way down the stairs, then all the way back up when I was done.  I don’t remember that, but I’ll bet I liked it too.  I love my mom and dad.   
I also love Genevieve, my human sister.  She has always been my favorite littermate.  She played with me a lot when I was little.  She played a little rougher than Mom and Dad, and I liked that a lot.  She was also gentle at times.

But she would end up making me go away because I was biting her too much.  I usually got even with her, though.  I could always find a stray shoe or scarf or numerous other things of hers and chew on them (it felt really good on my gums).  She lost lots of shoes before Mom and Dad finally convinced me that none of the shoes were mine.  She even called me “brat dog” all the time.  That kind of became Mom’s and Genevieve’s pet name for me for awhile. Sometimes I was so bad that Mom and Dad had to scold me.

Genevieve is in college now.  Mom, Dad, and I like to visit her at her apartment when we can.  She still has to keep me away from her shoes.
I must say that I’ve always had a lot of attention from my family, and they have spent a lot of time with me, lots of it outside. Mom says that the first thing I did when the put me in the back yard was to try to eat a pine cone. 
They were very frustrated with me until I finally stopped when I was about a year old.  Now I eat sticks and bark.  Here are some more pictures of me outside when I was a small pup.
Playing outside really tired me out.
They also took me almost everywhere they went.  I think they were getting me ready to be the RV dog that I am today.  I have been able to do so many things in so many places.  These are some of the things I got to do as a middle-sized and larger pup.  This was when we lived in a house.

Now that I’m an full-time RV dog, you can’t believe where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing. 

Click here to check out some pictures of me doing things I love to do as an RV dog.