Seems I am still a long way away from having any grandchildren (well that suits me – I am far too young to be a granny?!) but I do have the most beautiful little Grand-dog… here he is just after he arrived at my daughter’s home over the Jubilee weekend.
His name is Mouse… which is probably taken from the fact that he was definitely the smallest in the litter and even now only weighs about half that of his brothers and sisters. He was part of an enormous litter – 11 puppies in total – 9 girls and 2 boys!
There is also a dog named Mouse in the series of Harry Dresden books by Jim Butcher which Richard has just been reading – but we are putting that down to complete co-incidence!
We went to meet Mouse on the Sunday of the Jubilee weekend and he was adorable. We took Welly with us – all part of the socialisation programme! Mouse thought Welly was an excellent toy, bit his ears, his bottom and would have had a try for his nose just to make him play. However Welly, elder statesman that he is at 10, looked at the puppy much as an elderly bachelor would regard a newborn baby, looks of scorn and slight fear!
Well, we adored him and look forward to seeing him grow into a beautiful Golden Retriever just like his mother – a wonderful family dog – we can’t wait to see him again!