” The first month my ex-boyfriend and I started dating, my fourteen year old black lab, Calvin, died.
He came with me when it was time to euthanize him.
That was definitely a bonding experience.
After 6 months of dating we moved in together and I insisted we get a dog.
He didn’t want a dog, so we put it off for a month.”
“That was a long time ago, but I didn’t know if I wanted to go through that again.
It was a tremendous loss.
I still look at photos of him and tear up.
I also didn’t know, if Ike would live up to the standards of my last dog.
But, my daughter pulled the card of being an only child, and I caved.”
“I had to come to grips with my reasons for not getting a dog.
Primarily, I thought the city is not a place for a big dog, and I only wanted a big dog.
Also, we travel a lot, I didn’t want to pick up poop, and I just didn’t want another responsibility.
But that was only partially the reason, the other being that I hadn’t gotten over the loss of my last dog.”
“We had large dogs and when they started dying of old age we decided to downsize the dogs.
I travel a lot and missed my dogs, so I decided to get dogs that I could take on a plane.
Mr. Bert came first.
My daughter, sister and I were on a road trip passing thru Portland, Oregon and my daughter had to visit a rescue shelter for small dogs a block away from where we were staying.
Our big dog had died a few months before .”
“We got Preston as a result of a sad event.
We’ve always had Vizsla’s and Preston is our third.
Our first Vizsla, Lucas died at 15 years old, and we got a puppy soon after, called Theo.
We were on vacation and Theo was hit by a car at 20 months and died instantly.
We were devastated and a breeder friend of ours called and said he had a male Vizsla that was a six month old failed show dog that needed a home.”
