I was browsing through my photos earlier when it struck me how much Wendell has changed in the 6 months we have had the pleasure of his company. As a pup he was jet black with a small bit of white on his chin and chest.
Now he is very mottled and you can see the grey of his Bedlington half coming through. His nature is still a mix of both his mum, the Bedlington and the Patterdale who is his dad.
I can barely remember what life was like without him. I just love him to bits. How lucky I was when I came across the advert for him on the internet. Terry had to get the train to London, to fetch Wendell but it was well worth it. I wonder what he will look like when he has stopped growing. See ya, Pen.