Soon after we bought our current house we started dreaming of a dog and discussing which dog to look for. Michael immediately began researching on the American Kennel Club website and we both quickly agreed on the Newfoundland breed. Everything clicked for us. The heroism the massive presence, the heart of gold, the gentle nature. The biggest, the quietest, and uniquely attentive to children. Not a guard dog per sae, but a guardian dog, and certainly a protective entity by pure mass.
At that point we were confident we would be found by our new Newfoundland. We put ourselves on the Seattle Purebred Dog Rescue list and completed our interview for the Newfoundland breed, and we joined the Newfoundland Club of Seattle. We went to a few Club events and when no rescue was forthcoming in the first year, Michael researched Newfoundland puppies and initiated contact with a spreadsheet full of regional breeders. Still, no dog found our home.
Then, we got to know Karen Rupert at Nolte State Park at another Club event six weeks ago. She and her husband Mark are steeped in Newfoundland culture. They currently have three Newfoundlands (Langley the black male, Piper the two year old black female, and Brinkley the Landseer), one comparatively small St. Bernard Xusie, and a pony. She offered us to come visit to get a close up view of life with Newfs. We came and witnessed their grooming station and ADA (aka Newfoundland) accessible floorplan. We had a great time. They offered to loan us one of their Newfs. All their dogs are lovely; making choosing perhaps difficult, except not for us. We chose Langley, the seven year old 150 pound retired Grand Champion. He is some dog!
The weekend arrived. I was worried they were going to change their minds. Then, they arrived promptly at 9 am. Langley was in good spirits exceedingly well-mannered, and freshly washed and blow dried. I’ve never smelled a better smelling dog.
They entrusted him to us for the overnight. It was a dream come true. Yes, there was a lot of hair and slobber but not as much as I was braced for. And he was here with us in our home. I was happier than I could ever have imagined.
Langley, for his part, was affable fellow, up for the adventure. He and Lake got along swimmingly. It helped Lake to see how much other people loved meeting him and always were wanting to pet him. We went to the Farmers Market to Ravenna Park and walked our neighborhood. We simply enjoyed listening to Langley moving around the house from place to place between resting. We practiced doga (dog yoga) we fell asleep to the relaxing sound of him snoring at nighttime.
When Karen and Mark picked up Langley on Sunday afternoon and they said goodbye, the house felt empty. Lake felt it too. He said, “want big dog in our home. Want Langley in our home.” Well, sweetheart, it sounds like he will get to come visit again soon for longer even, a whole week! Hosting Langley was a special experience. Everything was better with Langley in the picture. A perfect 27.5 hours… I’m glad I spent it with you!
A huge note of appreciation towards Karen and Mark Rupert for the exquisite care they provide Langley and their other animals day-in and day-out since 12 weeks old.
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They do wend their way into our hearts…I have trouble coming home with no furry greeter for me. Considering a Beta fish…just to have something alive in my home. Of course the plants try their hardest, but don’t move around too much.
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