Bob and Sophie are well. Eight weeks old today. Bob is quite a lad, inquisitve and playful. Sophie by contrast is rather retiring. In fact that's an understatement. She's so shy she burrows under her brother when we walk into the courtyard .
The breeder picks Sophie up and points out that she's becoming black, white and taupe like her father. Bob however is quite simply black and white. As we drive away Bob turns his head and follows the car with his eyes. A look that says ' I is your boy ' . Sophie , oblivious to our departure and glad to be left alone, is watching a farmyard chicken strut by.
Will post more tomorrow but snows coming and it's a long journey back.