He's bloody huge. He's outgrown his 16" jumper and now has his first proper collar, a whippet one. It's just a smidge big but it'll be fine, he will grow into it. His first coat is stupidly small so he's now having Millie's old coat and she has a new one. By next Autumn, he will be in the big greyhound coats that we have after the last one. He is now way bigger than our little Jack Russell. Not quite as big as our Parson's Jack, but she is 17" tall so very big for her breed.
Ludwig really wasn't working for us so we've called him Toffee. We've had a Toffee before but never mind. Toff answers to his name, he's toffee coloured. His name change happened with his first week with us. Far nicer name.
Here he is, next to the TV remote for some scale.
We have finally found a food to suit him. He's on James Wellbeloved, everything else gives him the skitters. He's nearly housetrained and only has the occasional accident, generally at 3am when everyone else is asleep. He loves the garden and has huge play fights with Poco the little Jack. Billy is totally oblivious to Toffee's attempts to play with him but it quite happy to act as a mattress when Toff sleeps on top of him. Hounds are funny like that. Millie dog has duffed him up a few times. He will try and nick her food, or her bed. She's 18 and very much the top dog and takes no rubbish of anyone, especially some 4 and a bit month old puppy.
We are pretty confident that he was about 8 weeks when he came. His big teeth are starting to arrive now, as well as his boy-bits. He's probably about 17 or 18 weeks now.