Boogle the Poodle

I have a little brother at last. About time too don't you think? He is a miniature poodle called Boogle; 10 weeks old weighs less than 2 kilos and a bundle of black curls.

We're getting on just fine. We play and sometimes curl up together to sleep - although he has his own crate for night times - just until he's house trained.

It's kind of funny watching Shirley and Margaret dashing out the front door every hour or so trying to teach him where to pee. Most of the time he gets it right and then he gets a reward but sometimes he leaves little puddles around the place. Margaret says she's thankful it's a little dog this time. When I used to do that it was a pint of pee - Boogle can only manage a tablespoonful. Wimp.