Hello, Hairold.
Hairold was born: a Goldendoodle with a whole story ahead of him.
Real milestones, a warm welcome, and one unforgettable first night.
Hairold was born: a Goldendoodle with a whole story ahead of him.
A trip to Port Elgin brought the puppy formerly called Oscar home. His new name honoured Papa Harold—with an extra “i.”

On his first night, Hairold pooped in his crate in his owner’s room. While his owner cleaned the crate, Hairold was temporarily placed on top of his crate—and went there too. Then came the bed. The windows were opened, and they slept in the spare room. His owner says that was the only time Hairold has ever gone to the bathroom inside the house. Quite an introduction; still a very good boy.
A puppy comfort toy from Ren’s Pets had a battery-powered vibrating heartbeat intended to mimic his mother. His owner remembers it helping Hairold settle during his first few nights in a crate in his owner’s room. He now sleeps in his owner’s bed every night. His owner jokes, “He’s too cute for jail.” That is an affectionate joke, not advice against crates. This is their personal experience, not a guarantee for every puppy.

Grandma’s bed. A morning dental stick. Fetch, sticks, and time on the trails. These are a few of Hairold’s established favourites.