We lost our beautiful lurcher boy in October to Lymphoma - he was only 3. It was so shocking. He was such a stunning and gentle dog - we would get stopped all the time in the street. He had a way of touching your soul with a gentle lean.
We are now tentatively starting to look at rescues for another dog but I just feel so daunted by the whole process. I know the things I loved about him - gentle, extremely calm (except when off the lead!), quiet, snuggly but not needy, very trainable, loved children (adored my DD more than anyone else), hairy, and OK with the cat. I also know more now about what I don't like - if that makes sense. I do know we need to avoid getting a dog that looks like him - we made some tentative enquiries and then pulled out when I realised the potential dog had a look that reminded me of Mr P.
Any words of wisdom from those of you who have been through anything like this? I suppose I just want someone to turn up on my door step with the perfect dog.