Och aye, twenty-five kilos and counting... Eszter (the breeder) says he´ll top his Dad, who´s about 45 kg o.O I forbade her to ever tell Mum. What she don´t know... ;)
He doesn´t think so :p a moment after he went cross-eyed and rolled on his nose peevishly to get rid of it - I wasn´t fast enough to take another pic of him then, he he.
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;D
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Training, hm?
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And then stole and ate a fur hat this morning :(
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