You are never ready for the reality of your first Vizsla, even if you know your breeder’s Vizslas and did breed research. Like a kid I guess, having them with you 24 hrs is not the same as babysitting.
You never go to the bathroom alone after getting a V. Don’t ever expect to sit on the toilet alone again!
They will climb all over you or stand on your shoulders, if that is the best way to get where they want.
Velcro REALLY means Velcro! Not just following you all over the place but literally trying to become one with you or melt into your skin.
We’re on our second V, and we’ve learned to keep the bathroom and office trash cans on the counter (guests wonder what is going on, but oh, well). Also, during puppy stage, the toilet paper is never on the holder, as that is an invitation to decorate the house with streamers.
She has a fascination with smelling armpits and licking mine? I had no idea dogs did such a thing.
It doesn’t matter how big the bed is, two Vizslas take up all the room!!
We have a beach house with many frequent visitors and family members, and I can’t tell you how many times I have had teenage girls horrified at the sight of their used sanitary pads dragged out into the living room and shredded… and every single time I come home, there is a shredded kleenex on the floor beside every single wastebasket… cold and flu season is a veritable shredfest!
I have had entire sticks of butter vanish… entire loaves of bread, hamburger and hot dog buns disappear, with just the plastic bag found in the yard days later, and just recently an entire chunk of very expensive Emmenthaler cheese just vanished.
He’ll get a rawhide or a chew stick, but instead of laying down and working off some energy by just chewing he’ll throw it in the air, into the ceiling fan, or over the head of someone who’s attention he wants.
Wish I had known they were smart enough to open kitchen cabinets, unlatch the baby gate, open the refrigerator door AND the freezer door if it is a bottom freezer, remove the lid from the garbage can, lock the bathroom door from the inside, unscrew the lid from the jar of peanut butter, AND be clever enough to wait until you leave the house to do so. I once witnessed my older girl pick up a mug of hot chocolate one of the kids left on the floor by the handle with her teeth, carry it out to the kitchen, HOLDING HER HEAD SIDEWAYS so it didn’t spill, and take it through the doggy door and out into the garage to consume in private…without spilling a drop.
They don’t seem to have a grasp of personal space. I like it, but I can see where it would be truly annoying for some people…they probably should not get a Vizsla. Maybe a potential Vizsla owner should be asked if they enjoy wearing their dogs.
Do they REALLY have to give you another bath after you just get out of the shower?!
My first V loved crayons so we had to be careful about leaving the kids’ crayons lying around. Nick would eat anything not nailed down including seashells, hydrogen peroxide (lapped it up every time I gave it to him until he was nauseous), and any type of medication including plain, bitter pills – he was so easy to medicate. The kids’ favorite underwear also seemed to be a favorite, but for some reason the kids didn’t want them back when I found them in the yard. Remy ate a glass as a pup and enjoyed the milk soaked cotton balls I fed him later. He loves licking my makeup off my face, but his all time favorite is Vasoline. Leave a container open and he’ll eat the entire jar. Outside he loves to eat wood and, much to my disgust, poop.
Vizslas are like potato chips-can’t have just one!!