This boy...

...what a wee devil he is at points then he looks as if butter wouldn’t melt!

When he’s his horns on it’s a constant offering him his toys instead of the sofa, the chair, the skirting, the door, the log basket, your shoe laces, your trousers, your leg, your arm, your fingers...lol!

He just occasionally still thinks he is running with his litter mates...and he’s no’!

And then he sits like this when you are working at the dining room table and cocks his wee head at you and you forget all that puppy chewing and think what a good braw wee pup.

And then the horns come out again:-)

Grateful for this wee guy...even his crazy turns.