Xena came to me at 12 weeks old, on Valentines Day, 1997, less than a month after my Dad passed away. My Dad surprised both Mom and me with boxer puppies for Valentines Day. He knew we both always ALWAYS loved the breed! Sadly, Dad had a massive heart attack in January that year and was not around to see the happiness he brought to Mom and me. Then again, I'm sure he was with us spiritually.

Spirit...oh boy! A few BW friends may remember anxiously awaiting with me for his homecoming in January of 2004, at 8 weeks old!
My home will never be without a boxer in it, and if it is, it's only because he/she is outside boxer-burning in the back yard! :D