My dog of choice has been the "Hungarian Vizsla"
I spent a season at a local pheasant club and would come home each day of every weekend of the season telling my wife about the dogs I'd see out there and the great things they did, etc.
One day she came home with a pamphlet of this breed, a customer of hers owned one at the time, because my wife would talk about how I'd bore her to death with the stories of the dogs I'd see!
well I owned a German Shepherd at the time, and she refused to allow another dog in the house, so, I told her, when he's gone, I'm getting a bird dog.
the day the shepherd kicked, an ad was in the paper for the breed my wife taught me about.
On Super Bowl Sunday 1980, I came home with tow litter mates, thinking either one of my two brothers or my best friend would step up and take one, NO!
So, I raised the two, Amos & Andy, Amos lived to 8 and Andy lived to 18, and I have yet to own another breed of dog since! I'm on my fourth, and hoping to acquire another in the near future!
Here's a photo of my current girl, "Colleen's Lady Sadie" my wife bought and named her, I just get to take her hunting!