We went to libraries (I wanted him well read you understand), shops, schools, parks, the pub (for soft drinks only – honest!), offices… In fact, you name it I’m pretty sure we went there. He is a typical dobie who likes you to know he really is there by using his vocal chords to their full extent. He is still growing into his skin and I thought he would grow into his huge feet, but they are growing with him. Oh boy he is going to be a bruiser!
He does anything for food and learnt very quickly that he had to sit and look at me before his bowl was put down for him. He then dives straight in and doesn’t take a breath until he has finished. Sacha has to eat quick or he dives into her bowl too. No table manners this boy…



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