Jay
Our
'knuffelbeer' was so determined to stay with us he
broke his leg as a puppy to seal the deal. We were
already enchanted by his wonderful temperament and
after his accident and subsequent recuperation we
just couldn't part with this delightful brown
creature that had wormed his way into our hearts.
Like his
mum Joanne he loves toys, especially anything
ball-shaped, but really he isn't all that picky. His
most favourite toy is whatever his big brother Jaqen
has, and of course Jaqen being the soft touch that
he is gives Jay whatever he wants.
Jay earned his nickname Knuffelbeer (cuddly bear) by
being just that. He loves attention and he is
convinced that when he hears someone say 'ahhh' that
means they have spotted his cuteness and are in
desperate need of a cuddle. Jay, being the generous
and loving person that he is, of course happily
provides those cuddles. Jay loves to climb onto
people's laps and being the armful that he is, he'll
happily squash people into chairs sharing his love.
Now I've
expounded on some of Jay's more wonderful attributes,
I simply have to mention the unfortunate state of
his beard. Contrary to what you may think, the
unsavoury mop of wet hair under his chin, which some
would innocently refer to as 'beard', is not just
dirty on occasion but rather is in a perpetual state
of varying levels of grossness. Attempts to battle
the foul odours wafting from the lower half of his
face have not resulted in more than a temporary
reprieve from the assault on our olfactory senses.
The only thing that really thoroughly neutralises
the biohazard that is Jay's beard are frequent walks
on the beach. Never does Jay have such a
delightfully kissable face as when we're on holiday
by the seaside! |
