A new hope

In a galaxy far far away...

Well, not quite, but it is a cool intro.

When our dog died, at first I was a bit reluctant to getting a new dog. Ron Howes left a comment on my post where I mourned that passing of Fnug.
This comment suggested that I read "The last will and testament of Silverdene Emblem O'Neill"
A passage in this excellent text says that the dog has heard his mistress say that when he dies she will never have another dog because she loved this one so much. The dog goes on to say that just that would make him incredibly sad, because it would mean that he had been a poor example of a dog.

Initially I had the same feelings, I couldn't get another dog etc.
But the more I thought about this text, the more I reasoned that our dog would probably feel the same way. So I started searching for Newfoundland puppies for sale.
For some reason, there aren't many litters of Newfoundlands bred in Denmark anymore., I guess it is most likely due to the economic recession that is still not quite over.

A good thing about the Internet besides woodworking blogs is the possibility of searching for things in other countries. So I took advantage of this possibility and searched for puppies in Germany.

I found a perfect puppy  that was bred by a kennel called Canis Minor near Hannover, and I have arranged that I can come and pick her up when I return home from the ship.
We are all thrilled about it, and Asger our youngest, said the other day, that he was so happy, because he couldn't imagine celebrating Christmas without a dog.

I asked the breeder Werner, if I could use a picture from his homepage, and he immediately sent me two new ones of our puppy and replied that I was more than welcome to post them, so all that combined has led me to the title of this blog post.

Bena-Benita, 6 weeks old.

Standing.

Yawning.