Quality Breeder of Australian and American Labradoodles
 
We are conveniently located in the Greater Atlanta area
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All of our beautiful parti puppies have been now placed. We will also soon be opening our Waitlist for our next litter of partis and our next litter of medium/small standards. Please complete an Application under the Form Section to be placed on our Notification List. 
 
Paypal accepted and payment plans available.
 
 


Forte is now living with his new family in Buckhead, GA.
 
 
              
We are pleased to be able to offer families the ease of Paypal payments or
payment plans with an approved application. We want every home and every
family to experience the joy of a labradoodle!


We are a small breeder whose goal is to provide beautiful, healthy, well-rounded, allergy and asthma friendly companions for you and your family. Our health tested dogs live and sleep with us or in approved guardian homes. They all receive undivided love and attention on a daily basis. Our puppies are raised indoors and are handled from birth so you can be confident that your new arrival will transition easily from our arms to yours!
 
A labradoodle combines the happy-go-lucky friendliness of the Labrador Retriever and the intelligence of the Poodle while boasting an allergy friendly non-shedding coat!
 
Thank you for Visiting French Quarter Labradoodles. If we can answer any questions, please contact us.
 
Trysh D. Sutton, Esq.
770-251-7672 Home
770-265-0073 Cell
 

 
French Quarter Labradoodles'
Favorite Poems and Thoughts
*Submissions welcome*
 

 
"Just My Dog"
 
"He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being; by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.) When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me... whenever... wherever - in case I need him. And I expect I will - as I always have. He is just my dog." - Gene Hill
 

 

The Life of a Puppy

This morning, I woke up & kissed my dad's head.
I peed on the carpet, then went back to bed.
"The life of a puppy, oh my, this is great."
Then I thought about breakfast," I hope it's not late."

    Mom took me outside, we walked for a while.
    This never fails to make Mama smile.
    I sniffed of everything, that we did pass,
    I ate something weird - it gave me gas.

    I'm sure God loves me, I know that is true.
    He gave me so many great things to chew.
    Rugs, plants or rocks, I really don't care.
    What I truly like best, is Dad's underwear.

    That obedience book, was sort of yummy.
    Though it didn't sit well on my poor puppy tummy.
    I threw up a bit, but that was all right,
    When Mom found it later, I was well out of sight.

    I made streamers of T. P., while running at full speed.
    Mom is pretty quick -- but I was still in the lead.
    I flew under the bed, and Mom flew past,
    She stopped-shook her head, and breathed,
    "You're too fast."

    Mama later phoned Daddy, and said, "It was frightening!"
    That afternoon, she was sure I'd pooped lightning.
    She'd sat at the computer, while I chewed the cord,
    She thought I was mad, but I was just bored.

    When Mama had enough, couldn't take anymore,
    That's when my tushy got shoved out the door.
    I love it inside, but outside is best.
    Lay in the cool grass, and had a good rest.

    That didn't last long, there was too much to do--
    Can't quite remember where I hid Daddy's shoe.
    I found an old bone, and scratched at a flea,
    I watched the dumb squirrels as they jumped in a tree.

    I barked at the kids, when they got off the bus.
    I can't figure out why this makes Mama fuss.
    I barked at the neighbor, I barked at the wind.
    I barked and barked, till Mom yelled, "COME IN."

    The sun dipped in the west-soon Daddy would come!
    I sure love my daddy: we always have fun.
    I barked at my daddy, then turned on my charms,
    I woo-wooed, "Hello," then jumped in his arms.

    Sitting under the table -- it's sooo hard to wait.
    Daddy slipped me a goodie right off his plate.
    I raced through the house, and scattered my toys,
    Ricocheted off the furniture, and made lots of noise.

    Mom found her purse - the one I abused.
    Daddy let loose a chuckle. Mom asked "Amused??"
    I cowered down low, I must be in trouble.
    Dad said, "Wasn't MY boy, it must be his double!"

    Mom turned off the TV, and said,"Time for bed."
    Dad said "Let's go boy," and patted my head.
    I got in my spot, between Mom and Dad,
    I thought 'bout my day and what fun I had.

    Mama kicked out my bone from the covers below,
    Then let loose a sigh -- a sigh deep and low.
    She gave me a kiss, and snuggled me tight,
    And whispered so softly, 'My darling goodnight'.

        Unknown
 

Please visit our Past Puppy Page and Photo Gallery
for more Doodle Pics like these!
 
Ceilo now residing at
Tuscan Ridge Labradoodles


  

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