Our singleton purebred Cavalier puppy is six weeks old today. He continues to grow and be a big boy. Five pounds nine ounces as of today. And his feet are huge. I keep telling him he looks like a baby Rottweiler. But I love him to pieces.

He’s sweet and funny, fiesty and playful. And since there is no other puppies his age to play with, he and his mom are still like two peas in a pod. They snuggle and wrestle and play together. In fact, believe it or not, he doesn’t even eat much puppy food yet because mom is always there and willing to let him nurse. And as much as I hate to do it, I’m going to have to start separating them a bit more so he will stop nursing and start eating on his own. But don’t worry, she’ll still be around for him.

I did move them both to the puppy room so they have a bigger puppy pen, more litter boxes and he has a crate to sleep in.

Today, he got to go outside for the first time. At first, he just sat in the grass not sure where he was or what he was supposed to do in this big, new space. But pretty soon he was nibbling on the grass, then sniffing around and then off he went happily bouncing around under the apple tree.

“I’m going to get you, mom!”

He loves belly rubs❤️

And since he and mom are still together I set up the ramp off of the puppy pen and a little play area for both of them to explore together.

I still haven’t decided if I will be keeping this guy or not. I’m in no hurry to decide either. He is the last puppy from Glory and the only black and tan I will have from this line. I do plan on breeding Joy one more time since she only had one female (our Shiloh) and Glory had no girls. I desperately want to keep some females from these girls to keep this wonderful family line preserved. And so now it’s up to Joy. But as I mentioned, I’m in no hurry to move this guy along either, at this point.

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