Raising Rowyn, Our New Puppy I wasn’t ready. No one ever is. Not really. But somehow, four months ago, we found ourselves staring down at a wiggly, amber-eyed, furball the size of a baked potato from Sizzler. That was Rowyn. A Chesapeake Bay Retriever puppy. Our new beginning. We’d lost Ava—our beloved Chesapeake—just months earlier.

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