Note: As I type this (which is harder than you might imagine, in that I have no opposable thumbs thank you very much) it is currently snowing. 6-10 inches. On April 19th: A day in which your average domestic breed might expect sunny weather and possibly bunnies to chase.
Now, as a sporting breed I actually like snow. Plus I'm Hungarian, which means that I'm totally down with both A: being cold for most of the year, and B: being intermittently invaded from either side.
But still... SERIOUSLY?
And while we're talking about Hungary- Were you aware that ownership of a Vizsla in Hungary was at one time a sign of being nobility?
Which is all very flattering and all that... until the revolution comes and the peasants rise up. You know what happens then? Nothing good for the Vizlsas, that's what!
Which is just my roundabout way of saying- haven't we, the Vizslas suffered enough?
Knock it off already!
Vizsla out.
The 42nd Vizsla - Because there were already 41 Vizslas registered here.
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