New collar

Wendell and I are off to buy his first adult collar.  He has already outgrown his puppy one.  He is never going to be a large dog but he has grown very quickly.  He eats like a horse and plays like a demon.  It is a good job he is such a friendly little chap.  I must buy some new bones today because he has ground his old ones right down.

He still sits beside me when I am at my desk.  In fact he follows me everywhere apart from when we are eating.  He has to sit on Terry’s chair at dinner time.