Chester, the Chesapeake Bay Retriever, is ten years old today! We got him from some people in Taft, a small town about 30 miles southwest of us. He could have been registered with the AKC if we wanted, but I knew I wouldn't be showing or breeding him. He really wasn't show quality anyway and I knew we'd be neutering him so there was no point in spending the extra money for a useless piece of paper.
Both of Chester's parents were at the house when we picked him out. The book "Marley and Me" by John Grogan wasn't out yet, but if I had read it before going to Taft I probably wouldn't have bought him. While Chester's mother was quiet and docile, his dad was rather huge and rambunctious.
Lucky for us Chester took after his mom!