Dad went out for his work's Christmas do last night (we weren't allowed to go, umph!!). He went into a pub and said this lovely 8 year old Vizsla came running straight over to him to say hello. The owner was very surprised at this until Dad explained that he also had a Vizsla and the dog must have smelt me on him! So us Vizsla must have our own distinctive breed smell!!!
I do have one question though Dad, why wasn't I allowed to go..... it's not fair as it was obviously a doggy friendly bar and I could have made a new friend - maybe next time then????
Here is a picture of the gorgeous chap: