It went pretty well. Mom was very healthy, pups were a beautiful lot. There was one little female there who I kept gravitating towards, but I didn't bring her home tonight. The father had cut his paw pretty badly and had been taken to the vet, so I set up to come back when both parents would be there and after I had time to think over the little girl I liked. I saw a full sibling to these pups that they'd held back from last year. High-quality dogs, but I am just not sure...

*sigh* It has been about a year and a half since I lost my Beagle. I'd never not had at least one in my life, and now it is starting to feel like I'll never find the right one again (sighs). Oh, well... I still have one great dog to spoil for now.