So I went on a breeder research spree in order to see if the perfect dog for us was out there in the ether or in the world. I've heard lightning can strike twice, y'know?
I started with Sunfire Golden Retrievers, since their amazing dogs figure big in Gus's pedigree.
Sunfire's XX Muleteam Borax, one of the more celebrated and wonderful golden retrievers in recent history. This picture was taken back in May of 1996, when Borax wasn't even three. He's just won one of many titles for obedience, working, hunting, utility, and the like.
Sunfire Windrush's Mrs Peele), who at two already has her master hunter rating.
If, like me, you recognize that Emma Peel is a reference to something, but you can't place it, follow the link and be edified by wikipedia.
The puppies are coming up on that magic eight week mark when you can bring them home, so I went to visit them and their mom (Borax has died at the quite respectable age of fourteen).
Here she is with Borax, who was a hunting dog and an athlete right up until the end of his long, rich life.
After a couple of hours with the pups, I was sold, and Andy agreed that one of these dogs is for us.
I did, incidentally, fall in love with one of the puppies I met, but Lisa is very serious about placing the puppies carefully according to temperament, so I'll have to see what she says when I go back on Sunday to try to pick one up. This has all moved a bit fast in the last forty-eight hours, but Andy, Gus, and I are all ready for a new member of the family, so I'm as excited as I can be.