We've always had animals at home, so it was no surprise for my friends and family to find out there was a new member among us. Six months ago, someone very special took me to the dog hound. You know, one of those innocent "let's just have a look at the dogs and leave". Never to do so. Not recommended. Why? I left with a puppy in my hands.
The next problem was: How to name him? Oh dear, that's been a tough one! He needs a name that works well with his personality. He's a big dog, he runs like a hare, he loves to play- endlessly- he's mummy's boy, he's still a little clumsy but very protective, always on guard. So until we figured out the right name, no doubts, we were getting to know him.
Although it was the craziest, most exciting moment in my life, taking little Jack back home, I'd repeat the experience a thousand times. I wouldn't mind a house full of dogs, cats and crazy people.
Why be plain boring when you can be extraordinarily crazy? Life is more fun - Rock n roll!