Ten years ago right now …
Ten years ago a few days from now …
And so all four lost vizslas went to foster care, then to their forever homes — several of which turned out to be the same homes as their foster homes. You know how that goes.
It’s been a long time since Dennis came to live with us as a skinny, mangy, terrified rescue, and he’s done many things―agility, flyball, obedience―that he might not have experienced if he hadn’t been lost or dumped out in the desert. Although there’s a certain part of his brain that never really left that canyon, he’s had a mostly happy life here, with his adopted brother Tucker and sister Trixie, both of whom he adored, and of course with his beloved Mama, and now with this kittens. Oh, and his Dada is hanging around here somewhere, too.
I’m not sure how or when he turned into a grey-muzzled senior. Dogs sure are sneaky that way.
Although there’ll never be another pack like his first pack, Dennis does have some nice new friends now to keep him company.
Happy Tenth Gotcha Day, Dennis the Vizsla Dog, and many happy returns!