Since I reference Mr. Darcy so often in my blog entries, I thought I should do a formal introduction to those of you who have not have the pleasure...
Mr. Darcy's classified ad in the paper. Even though 'D' came from a cock-a-poo breeder, he was actually a rescue dog. He had a surgery on his stomach when he was a baby, so by the time he was healed up, they had already had a new litter of cock-a-poo pups, so no one wanted this older puppy 'with a lot of personality' as his classified ad described him.
Mr. Darcy has several names he goes by : Dennis (after Dennis the Menace), The Mister, Darcy, Mr. D, and Dee.
D and I walk every morning, and most evenings. He loves to go off leash in the morning on the golf course next door and swim in the stream.