By ‘shrinking’ I don’t mean making him any smaller. He’s already small enough. What I mean is – trying to understand him.
He’s the most rumbustious, daring, energetic little dynamo you could possibly imagine. I saw him today racing through the long grass of the olive grove and thought he was a rabbit running away from himself!
He adores water, and now has to seek solace in the pond having been barred from the top of the pool tarpaulin.
He play-fights constantly with Taylor who’s 3 times his size and no push-over.
He jumps up on the sofa next to Clive and even seems to enjoy Clive’s teasing.
He sleeps beside me at night and I wake up most mornings to find him tangled in my legs.
So far he sounds like a well-balanced, affectionate dog.
HOWEVER he’s terrified of ALL strangers and has been since Day One. He hides when they arrive and doesn’t emerge till they’ve gone.
AND he’s developed a new trait. He often refuses to go outside unless I go with him, which can lead to accidents in the house.
It’s nice to be wanted, though …