Our goofy, neurotic, lovable, thinks-he’s-a-lap-dog dog turned six today. Which makes him (as a friend pointed out) 42 in dog years.
He still wants to hike for hours, and he jumps like a kangaroo in the unmown hay field by the river, but he’s also content lately to nap half the day away, and he’s showing just the tiniest hint of grey on his chin and muzzle.
But he’ll always be a pup to us.
I asked him what he wanted for his birthday. I could have guessed his answer: cookies and a long walk. So out we went. Surprisingly, no one else was out on this beautiful June day. Well, except for the red-winged blackbirds, and the red-spotted efts. We had a little party.
Grongar 
what a glorious way to celebrate Gryfe’s 6th birthday! he is so handsome. love the photos and especially the eft one!
My sister has two viszlas– your boy is as handsome as her Waylon. And I know how important those long walks are!
Vizslas are such characters. I can just imagine the fun at your sister’s house with two!
Fun indeed– throw in a 9-mo. old baby and it’s a non-stop party! 🙂
He is amazing. He reminds me of one of my (former) huskies, Nikki, who also gave me “lightning” kisses!