Once, back in 1975, my parents were in England and decided they wanted to get an english cocker spaniel.
They had this friend, and english gentleman, who lived in east London and he knew about a farm near by his house, where they raised cocker spaniels.
He took my parents there, they saw me among my other brothers and sisters and chose me.They took me home with them, this very day,(a rented appartment in the middle of London).
At that time I was only 8 weeks old, not house trained, so my mom had to spend the rest of their stay in London cleaning the appartment´s carpet from doggie piss and poop !