Some of you may recall that my trusty family dog of 12 years died of cancer last year. It was difficult for me in particular because he was “my” dog before marriage and children, and the idea of getting another dog was a challenge for me to overcome. After months of my wife and children telling me how much they wanted a puppy I contacted a breeder in San Diego to get another Vizsla and then waited… I am pleased to report that yesterday we flew down to San Diego to pick up our 8 week old puppy (name to be determined).

I don’t think I realized how deep the hole in our home was without a dog but it feels filled now, in spite of all the work a puppy brings it is really nice to hear my children playing with one right now.