vizsla fest 08

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog today we went to fiesta iland in the mithical sitty of sandy eggo for a vizsla meetup (trixie came too even tho she is not a vizsla thats so us vizslas cud hav sumbuddy to luk down on) we had a lot of fun ther wer at leest ten other vizsla dogs their besides me and my brudder tucker the other vizsla dog sum wer small sum wer larj sum wer puppees and sum wer old men (*koff* tucker *koff*) ther wer a kuple of boy vizslas ther that havnt been to the vetnamese place for noodels yet and trixie was reel flirty with them i had no ideea my sister wuz such a trollop

i thawt i wood be able to run sirkles arownd tucker since he is so old and feebul and i hav so much enerjy now but insted he is still faster and mor manoovrable then me i gess he wuz having a gud day i think mama is giving him illisit performans enhansing drugz he duznt hav the endoorans ennymore but he still has the mooves i will hav to go to mor ajility classes and sumday i will be abel to beet him until then at leest i can always stay ahed of trixie ha ha ok bye

Dennis Goes To Fiesta Island, Suffers Flashback

So on Sunday, we took Dennis, Tucker, and Trixie to Fiesta Island, a large off-lead park in San Diego, to meet some other people from the local vizsla rescue group, including his sister, who was also rescued from the canyon in Lake Elsinore. (His brothers were not in attendance.) We went into the park, met his sister and the others, and headed for the beach. We thought Dennis wanted to play with his sister, so we let him off-lead, and he immediately took off running — past his sister, past everyone else, down to the beach, through the gap between the fence and the water, and back up to the road. Well obviously that isn’t what we were expecting.