Born in Finglas, North Dublin to breed champion parents (his mother was an Ardbraccan champion and his father a Polish champion), Rufus came to live with Christina and her family when he was 13 weeks old.
A gaggly, skinny, timid puppy, who whimpered all the way home and cried for his dog mummy all night. He would only sip water from Christina's hand and soon a trusting attachment was formed, as the little puppy grew into a large, boisterous, beautiful dog.
Over the years, Rufus has brought comfort, joy, companionship and care to all of us, he's truly a part of our family.
Portrait of Rufus by Josie Sanne
These days, he's middle aged and doesn't suffer puppies too well, but he still loves his walks and playing with the family. Always attracting attention when he's out and about, he's been known to lean on passing strangers if they stop near him!
Shortbread is still an absolute favourite, as are tennis balls. Strangely he loves his vegetables, especially cucumber and carrots!
Rufus has a love/hate relationship with cats. He'd love to get close to one, but they terrify him so he just stops dead and stares (sets) until the cat saunters away!
We have so many images of Rufus that I'm compiling an album from his puppy hood to the present day - I really hope you enjoy looking at our special family member.