Woodie and I on the foothills

 

 

 

Pat Boomer- Cole and I

 The best friend man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son, or daughter, that he has reared with loving care, may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and good name may become traitors to their faith. The money a man has he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our head.

The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog. A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground when the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only to be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince.

When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wing, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.

If fortune drives his master forth, an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him, to guard him against danger, to fight against his enemies. And when that last scene of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there, by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true, even in death.

Senator George Graham Vest

Jake Coon

 I care not what others think of what I do, but I care very much about what I think of what I do! That is character!
Theodore Roosevelt 

I have had the privilege  to work and train with some great trainers and some great dogs over the years. I am very happy to be back in my home state of Idaho to train and be close to all the things I love. I welcome visitors to train or talk dogs.  As my goal has always been to train the best dogs and educate as many folks about the joy of owning and training a great friend with four legs.  I would like to thank those Mentors for all their honest and great advice. Jim Fulks for giving me the passion to train, Mark Henry for his always honest opinion on life. Pat Burn for helping me put life in perspective. Andy Attar for making me want to be better as a person and a trainer. Bruce Koonce for helping me set my anchor.The Marines 3 CEBS and 29 Dog handlers,We do the right thing even if it goes against the grain, Thanks guys. The great clients that have trusted their animals in my care. I would also like to thank my loving family for their support in sometime must seam to be an obsession with my four legged friends.

We are looking forward to another exciting year of training, hunting  and chasing a few ribbons.

2/9 dog handlers

Tribute to the Marines who keep us safe

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I wanna do something that matters
Say something different
Something that sets the whole world on it's ear
I wanna do some thin better, with the time I've been given
And I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life
And leave nothin less that something that says I was here

Cottonwood Retrievers

Boise, Idaho

PH: 208-989-9913