This is what it looks like when a Vizsla ponders the imponderable. For instance, 'What is all this stuff my sisters play with?' and 'Why do they use their paws instead of their mouths?'
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The Adventures of a Vizsla named Anser
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April
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- A hard days work. Part V
- A hard days work. Part IV
- A hard days work. Part III
- A hard days work. Part II
- A hard days work.
- The face of concentration
- Learning to be a champion
- More of me on the couch.
- My favorite piece of furniture?
- I think I'm ready to eat at the table.
- Enjoying the good weather
- Famous Ansers
- What's in a name?
- Resting after a hard day of work.
- Teaching the stuffed duck who's boss. Part II
- Teaching the stuffed duck who's boss.
- My favorite room in the house?
- My dad
- Just the other day
- My Brother and I
- My Mom
- Just a few weeks ago
- Looking for a home
- Welcome To Anser's World
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About Me
- Anser
- I am a Vizsla, a Hungarian hunting dog. I prefer to think of myself as a Canine-American.
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