He went away quickly, without much pain. A big loss for us...
He was bold and keen on hunting days, up to the highest standard of a hunter. Not any wounded pheasant could hide in the thick reeds or duck remained in the icy water. He was called King Artúr.
He was at the same time perfect company in the family, very kind with little children and soft with young dogs. He was my father's best friend.
His progenies will warm up our heart in the future - he will stay with us forever.
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One week later his old spaniel friend, Áfonya, followed him...
| Date | Competition | Rank | Qualification | Judges |
| 12-09-1988 | Ability test | 100/100 points |
