I fell in love with a wire-haired Vizsla at a festival event where a local shelter was trying to adopt out dogs. I still regret not taking him home. His name was Grover. I still lived with my folks, though, and now I’m in an apartment and work so much I couldn’t give him the attention he would need. Every time I think about getting a dog, though, four years later, I think about Grover.
President-for-Life on December 23rd, 2017 at 18:35 UTC »
I've heard a lot of good things about Vizslas. Are the rumours true?
FoodBeerBikesMusic on December 23rd, 2017 at 18:46 UTC »
“Is it ready to play yet?”
ethan_literalee on December 23rd, 2017 at 19:10 UTC »
I fell in love with a wire-haired Vizsla at a festival event where a local shelter was trying to adopt out dogs. I still regret not taking him home. His name was Grover. I still lived with my folks, though, and now I’m in an apartment and work so much I couldn’t give him the attention he would need. Every time I think about getting a dog, though, four years later, I think about Grover.
Glad you brought yours home!