Back in the last decade of the last century, like many near empty nesters, we shifted to the canine children.
My husband says, each time a kid left, we got another dog. We generally favored the female sex, and it has taken me nearly thirty years to be able to call them bitches.
Our sweet girls are “the girls” to us!
Our first Leonberger came because my husband went to a social event at the home of some folks with a Leonberger who quietly mingled among all the people there leaving vases and coffee table crudites for only the guests to enjoy. But this was an illusion, I call “training.”
By nature, all the Leos we have had have happy tails which wreak havoc to those types of coffee table items!
Here is Dick back in 2013 with Maisy – who was our fifth Leo, and is still the most* loved! She was born in May 2013 and was the sole survivor in her litter.
Maisy is a fighter who came with us having undeveloped lungs and a broken leg. She was sorely wanted to fill a vacuum we had and lots of love have gone out to Maisy. It is a miracle she is still with us today!
- each one is “most loved,” as each one is special. Those are the feelings I have when I talk or think about each one. The same with children and grandchildren, actually!