There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about our big boy, Tobey. I keep feeling like I’m missing something, especially when I think I want to hug his big, lumbering body. Although nobody will ever replace Tobes, we have decided to get another Bernese Mountain Dog.

So, the bitch carrying our new puppy might be Gabby. Or, according to Angela, this girl – Sybil.

Seriously. They do. They’re both slated to birth their litters in June and Angela and I have put a deposit down for a little boy.

After going to the Berner Specialty (a dog show solely for that breed) we were reminded how much we miss having a large, simple minded dog in the house. When we learned that the beautiful bitch that we met at the show, Abby, gave birth in early March we were ecstatic. But then we discovered that she had to give birth by c-section and only had one pup. We felt so bad for that little girl.

So we’re trying again and we’re hoping everything goes well.

You know what that means, though, don’t you?

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