Despereaux was hard to get pictures of today, because he is a maniac. He is SO BRAVE. He knows the entire world adores him and as soon as you put him down he leaps off with great confidence toward parts unknown.
The great thing about him is that not only does he run away, he comes back. He’s the smartest of them all about having his name called; I know he can’t see even close to that far, but he can zero in on your voice from thirty feet away and he’ll come trotting back toward you with his tail wagging.
He’s turning out quite handsome; we believe he’s a true black and white and he’s either fluffy or “fluff-adjacent” as my kids call it.
His big news is that he broke three pounds today, which means he’s not only growing but his growth is accelerating. He suddenly has lovely round bone and fat feet. Even his tail is getting plump! He’s steadily making 2-3 ounces a day now, and he looks bigger every time I peek in the box. You’d now have a hard time picking him out from the girls, who are only a few ounces heavier, and he’s likely to overtake them this week. I am watching for that neck to lengthen out as he catches up with the other boys, but his topline is already strong and his rear looks great. I am now pretty sure that by eight weeks he’s going to be right in the middle of the pack, and will not be a small dog as an adult.
But, let’s face it, even if he’s small he’s going to knock your socks off from sheer force of will!